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concealed with a facade
hidden between myself and I
I run around
roaming
looking for a sound
a lie shouts
another one too
I search for the truth
but all I find is
another fake version of you
Sometimes I feel so fake. I can’t speak my truth. I can’t shout my feelings. I fake my smiles and my laughters. I just feel like an imposter.

— The End —