Interally Conflicted
I am that type of person that could never really make a stand,
Timid and frightened is what I am.
I am the type of person who puts up a front,
I’m not whom I appear.
I am the type of person who has too much pride,
I am ashamed of asking for someone to be by my side.
I am the type of person who learns from her mistakes,
Countless they will always be.
I am the type of person who will stray away from the crowds,
I lead no one but myself.
I am the type of person who is self-aware.
Full of conflict is what I am.
As sad as that may be,
That is my reality.
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