Unapproachable

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You think I like walking around protecting every breath I take?
You think it feels good having to live life not knowing which word will make me break?
My guard is all I have left, that has taught me how to survive.
It protects me
I know I have a safe place where I can hide.
I never wanted to end up this cold
like an ice berg leaving frostbite to those who come to close.
But life has taught me the only way to get by,
is to put this mask on but never let them see you cry.
I wish so badly I could let my guard down expose how I truly feel
Maybe I wouldn’t be accused of not working on the pain I try so hard to heal
You wouldn’t know what to do if your were to ever be in my shoes
This mask comes with years of pain
Disloyalty, shame,rape and abuse
This mask is all I have left.
Taking it off would be like changing my first name.
So when you tell me my demeanor is to much for you to handle
Imagine what it would be like taking something off that’s kept you alive,
Next time your quick to judge
Try to remember everyone is struggling trying to survive.

Keri Caccavaro

About Magnolia Beginnings

Just when you think you have it all down it changes again or... “Reshaping life! People who can say that have never understood a thing about life—they have never felt its breath, its heartbeat—however much they have seen or done. They look on it as a lump of raw material that needs to be processed by them, to be ennobled by their touch. But life is never a material, a substance to be molded. If you want to know, life is the principle of self-renewal, it is constantly renewing and remaking and changing and transfiguring itself, it is infinitely beyond your or my obtuse theories about it.” ― Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago
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2 Responses to Unapproachable

  1. I developed a mask as a child as my parents were so cruel to me. I swore I would never let them see how much they had hurt me so I never cried. I still can’t cry now. Thanks for following my blog.

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