Poem: To Me

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To the me who changes based on who she's with
Who blends in with everyone
The people pleaser and the liar
Stop, you're killing yourself

To the me who never cried
Even when it hurt
It's ok
Let your tears flow

To the me who used to smile
Even when it hurt
It's ok not to

To the me who acts composed
And almost died enduring it all
It's ok to let loose

To the me who got trapped in her thoughts
Who lives in her head, built a fictional world there
And refuses to come out
Because the world is scary
It's ok, I still love you

And to the me who loves
Without caring if it hurt
Close your heart and never
Love again

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