when you're in a room with someone who despises you,
but you need them?
but you need them?
Tired of having to explain and come up with excuses.
Tired of living under the fear.
I don't ever have the strength to go on with this anymore.
Let alone write it down here, my only outlet.
I'm not allowed to go to a friend about this.
I'm not allowed to complain.
I give up.
A little broken porcelain doll with a painted smile.
A little broken porcelain doll.
Broken.
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