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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.
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Aug 6, 2014
Aug 6, 2014 at 9:45 AM UTC
Comfortable
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.
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Aug 6, 2014
Aug 6, 2014 at 9:45 AM UTC
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