Growing up
When I walk into a room...
When I get insecure about being alone and feeling judged...
When I'm surrounded by people I barely know...
When they act like they know my story;
Then there finally came a time in which I became too tired and overwhelmed.
I gave up trying with all these fakes,
And decided to be myself and see what comes of it...
I gained independence and learned self-worth
And a best friend I can trust and fill memories with.
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