3:33 am

Most times I only allow the TV to see me cry.
In between these four walls I'm broken.
In the dark is when I'm the most open.
In these moments I have no fear because there is no one around to overhear.
The actors behind the screen don't know my name.
I lay out exposing all of my pain as if my emotions are from what is on display.
Pillows are the only things to comfort me as I cry.
I pull the mask of smiles off of my face as the night consumes my fate.
3:33 I'm finally free to be just as vulnerable as I want to be.

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