poem I wrote

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INNER COSTUME

Sometimes I try to think

The thoughts that someone else might think

I try to feel the perspective and attitude

Behind those thoughts

To see the world through different eyes

Informing my pretend heart that I do not care

So dreadfully much about things all the time.

You see, I am naturally inclined to care deeply 

Which can get exhausting without a break

Letting go does not come naturally to me

So I pretend to be someone else

Someone whose emotions are not so vulnerable

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