Beyond the wall

We all hide.
Not everyone hides a lot but we all have feelings we don’t show to the outside world.
We do this because those feelings make us vulnerable.
What happens when I accept those feelings as an important part of myself?
What does the world look like if I look al it just trough my eyes?
No thinking bout what it should look like, what life should be like.
Just plain as it is now.
Not everything I see makes sense, not everything I feel is nice or happy.
That’s fine, it’s my world and this is what defines me.
These are my vulnerable moments.

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