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Feb 2019
There are so many people
Who think that they know me
But no one actually knows me
I don’t know me
When I look in the mirror,
I don’t see myself
I see what everyone thinks I am
Happy, good life, good friendships
But really,
No one in this world understands me
Not even myself
It’s kind of sad how little people know about me.
Lye
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Lye  13/Non-binary/home
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