Closed for Repair.

She wishes you could see her the way she sees herself. She has different compartments of her life, her soul, that she keeps hidden from the world.
She is smart and kind and compassionate, but do you see that? You see what she shows you and nothing else.

Her heart is soft but the walls that guard it are like cement. The cracks are permanently there from those who damaged her – but they didn’t break her.

She chooses who to let in and who needs to stay out. 

And to be honest, lately, no one is being allowed access.

Her heart is sore and aches from memories and faded events that haunt her mind. She is torn up inside; she puts on a fake smile and acts alright. So she is keeping both her heart and her mind closed for repairs.



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