It's a scary thing to look inside yourself.
When the long corridors of your heart lead to little rooms with the label fear on the door, you know you shouldn't open the door. But you do, and you are overwhelmed with an emotion you can't turn off, can't ignore.
When the things that you thought you had forgotten still haunt you. Times and people, places and things. You thought you had shut them out, left them behind... but they are forever a part of you for better or worse.
When no matter how long you hide, they will always find you. Always creep back into your head. Self doubt, fear, pain, your inner saboteur... just waiting patiently.
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