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speaking to the silence

I wonder if I am the only one who speaks my troubles out loud to no one at all. I know no one will answer me. It is just so much easier to express myself to the silence than to a person who can look at me. I release so many emotions without wondering who is looking at me, whether or not I have to be strong and put together. I am a mess but I am a mess at its best.

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