The walls talk

I sit in my room
the walls start talking to me
they say I am worthless and don’t deserve to be loved
after a while I believe then
I am not loved no one knows the real me
I don’t even know the real me anymore
I am acting so long I can’t remember
I live everyday acting
I am so sick of acting
Of people not knowing who I am
But I am afraid if I show my true self
They will wish for the fake me
Because the real me is hallow

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