Confessions...Confession from the Weakness in MeConfessions...
My father’s an alcoholic. There. I said it. Is that what you wanted? To have a reason or motive to judge me
for my actions or inactions with people?
That is why I’m always smiling,
Why you can’t see my dehydrated tears. Because I’m blinded by emotion And hiding behind a mask I call a lie.
Are you pleased with my sickness? You’re so distracted by appearances, By thoughts, by false and mediocre assumptions. How can you see through all my weakness?
In my life, weaknesses make me strong. I live
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"I don't mind living in a man's world as long as I can be a woman in it."
-Marilyn Monroe
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