The Real Me
You yell all the
time wiht nothing to say
Amidst all the insults, I'm fading away.
It's
clear that you don't know who I am;
And it's obvious that you don't give a
damn
To know the person I am inside,
And so the real me I must
hide.
You've scorned what you do know of the real me
Because I'm not who
you've tried to mold me to be;
I have my
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