I am what I am, yet I guess Im not. I smile and laugh but I bleed inside. I know Im strong but in fact Im weak. Im a wonderful person yet I dont have a life.
Ive been all myself but i seemed not, for they hardly believe me at all. My willingness to love is not visible as my tendency to hurt. Im true but indeed unbelievable. My reality is in my dream... my life is brilliant but not worth living for. I am always true and I am not what I am.
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