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Feb 2013
I could pretend to be anything I decides too.
But in the end the through would soon emerge.
I could imagine, in my mind things I am.
Except, I rather be me.

A con artist showcases only his skills of manipulation.
The same skills that a flim flam man have.
Whether it's a doctor, a lawyer or a businessman.
Except, I rather be me.

Scheming never gets you anywhere.
Except for fooling people in life.
Who was fooled by the mirage?

What you see in me?
Is truth.
What you see in them?
Is a fool.
Who couldn't be me?

What I achieve to be?
Is based on my determination.
And once I succeed.
Then I bet they would rather be me.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
(united states)   
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