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Jun 2019
Why am I two different people
Inside my head
And who I really am?

Or is who I really am
Just all inside my head?

Maybe I don't know who I am
At all
And maybe I never did.
I feel like I'm never consistent. Why am I brave one day and terrified the next? Why am I even me? Who even is me? Is us?
Chelsea Rae
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