I am sorry.
I refuse to be seen.
I struggle to escape my prison.
It holds me.
I am happy you encourage me.

The year is new.
Grow the person I am,
not remain the person fashioned.

I am loving.
I appreciate your care.
I wish I did not feel guilty.
It holds me.
I am burdened to hear you tell me not to cry.

We need to keep trying.
We will get through.


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