I Am
I am a cannon about to explode
A screw about to come out
A bullet to the heart
A broken shell
I am a stick of TNT lit at both ends
A dead girl walking
I am a happy pill
A hallucination of your mind
One day here, the next day gone
I am a silent screamer
I am a sweet sounding siren
I am strong
I am beautiful
I am the me that you don’t see
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