Layers
Every day wake up my face in the mirror Cover your skin like the beauty they gave you is your sin It’s your honour they keep saying Your pride, your treasure your everything But this treasure is too heavy to bear The layers are choking, I am gasping for air I can’t breathe with the controlling stares Stares that search for a bare square and judge you for what you wear Am I a human or a treasure? Choosing between approval and freedom And choosing to be loved over the…
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