Double-Split (bad title, I know)

Alone,
I'm broken;
With others:
Outspoken.

Alone,
I weep.
With others:
Tears sleep

Alone,
I fear.
With others:
I'm weird

Alone,
I die.
You ask,
I'll lie.

poem by Embre Gale
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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