Cards on the Table

 

My heart was cracked open
I pinned a little piece of it
To everyone’s sleeve
My mouth never closed
Not even in the silence of sleep
The head buried in my phone
Convinced me I’m better off alone
Never allowing myself to be full grown

Don’t bother being yourself

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