The faces around us
We all seem to hate
We live a lie
Up until the day we die..
Trying to be someone were not
Not being ourselves
No matter what
All living are lives
As a sheared
Letting our true selves fade and fade..
Why cant we all be real
Tell people how we truly feel
It seems as though
This is how its always gonna be
Not having a true definition of the word Me,
Just simply acting to make ourselves look good
Not being who we are
Like we should..
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