I am my own

approval isn’t a prize; it’s capture

I shared my troubles with a woman 

who lead me to 

a shy little child

hidden 

inside me.

I thought, ‘this is crackers,’

but played along.

Turns out, the girl was there, 

hiding 

all along.

I tried to run 

from her, 

from myself,

but in the end 

I had 

to protector her.

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