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Battered and Bruised from clueless missions spread Layering back my small color I mask myself, because there's everything and nothing left wondering the loosing not lost the sides of who I am My dream hesitation I needed, the only thing not broken, a broken clock a comfort stuck No reflections Holding on with no Name I'm crowded by the weight of my own content Afraid to live out of myself Afraid to get out For the fear of being noticed, thought of, seen, known Battered and Bruised lost from failings bruises outward inward realizations Stop the belief the support I don't deserve My work is worthless My thinking, no use I remember from time from unfinished thoughts thrown away, lost unfinished work unfinished learning