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Aug 2014
I am not comfortable with who I am,
And I am no closer to accepting it.

Just because I smile doesn’t mean I’m okay,
Maybe I’m just good at keeping secrets.

You see this is why I am not comfortable,
I lie and lie and lie.

I am not comfortable with who I am,
And I am no closer to accepting it.

I tried to save me but I failed,
And just like everyone else I left me.

Now I am nothing,
And maybe this nothing is my comfortable.
Nostalgia
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