Sometimes,
I feel like I'm living my life
just trying to fool me.
I don't even know what parts
of myself
are real anymore,
and it scares me.
I want to know who I am,
but I'm also scared to death,
because maybe,
I'll hate me.
Sep 24, 2012
Sep 24, 2012 at 7:11 PM UTC
Sometimes,
I feel like I'm living my life
just trying to fool me.
I don't even know what parts
of myself
are real anymore,
and it scares me.
I want to know who I am,
but I'm also scared to death,
because maybe,
I'll hate me.
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