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I just want to be me


“What are you going to do with your life?”

Apparently, the way I’m living is not right

But can’t you see?

I’m not happy

My eyes are downing with tears

And I have so many fears

I’m trying my best, I really am,

But obviously you can’t see

Because I’m already the black sheep in the family

They believe that in order to get by this world,

You would need a degree and money

Your main objective in life

Is to work until you die.

But why?

All I want is to smile, not cry.

 

 

 

 

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