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May 2015
Be yourself
you should wait for the day
when a girl likes you for who you are.
they say
But
who am I?
Each time I fall in love,
something in me changes
I am a different person
having a different identity
to different people.
Who am I?
From the moment of my birth
I have not been myself
moulded into conventions of society
affected by my parents
by peers
by teachers
How am I supposed to know then
who am I?

If I am to be moulded by the society
Perhaps
I just might as well
be moulded into the ideal person
that she likes.
Written by
Anon
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   Anon
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