Broken.

Never had I known what it means to be naked.
To be without anything private
To put away the facade
To withhold nothing
To put all the cards down.
I thought I knew until I got my fingers burnt.

Sometimes I think I can hold my shit together
That it's just trivial, I got this!
But something matters more than following,
It is knowing how to follow.
How to walk.

I found that I need to get to the end of myself, that way, nothing hidden! I cannot do anything for myself!

I'm sorry Lord
I'm sorry dad.
My heart is broken.
If you don't trust me then what's all these about
I've learnt
In a hard way.
Please, let this cup pass...
Soon.

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