I am weird
Born weird
I am the only one who sees it?
Can I fake it?
Can I hide it?
Everyone wears a mask.
Some hide feelings,
Others hide desires.
But mine...
Mine is different.
It hides not what I feel,
Not what I want...
But who I am.
To hide who I am:
Differently weird.
May 1, 2025
May 1, 2025 at 9:43 PM UTC
I am weird
Born weird
I am the only one who sees it?
Can I fake it?
Can I hide it?
Everyone wears a mask.
Some hide feelings,
Others hide desires.
But mine...
Mine is different.
It hides not what I feel,
Not what I want...
But who I am.
To hide who I am:
Differently weird.
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