Trust

The worse it gets, I fail to hide.

To an open ear, I confide.

It hurts when you look at me.

When you tell me I have potential,

When you tell me I’m worth it.

Something inside me dies.

Maybe I believe you?

Is this okay?

Can you chase the monsters away?

-Amber Hoholek

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