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This is me


Invisible to many this is who I am

I am one with many things

Roots growing from within me and out onto the world

This is who am

Like many, troubles come and troubles go but in the end

This is me

Little people know me but many other also know me

Looking from a distance I love to see people become happy from the smallest things

This is who I am

As many others I have my own way of acting

An aggressive person, an individual thinking I don't need other yet always depending on them

This is me

A person in need of love and affection

Scared to be left alone

This is my fear

Happy, sad, and lonely at times, but always putting on a mask that others want to see

Moving forward not letting depression stop me

Having the fitting will to move forward

Depressed? yes. Lonely? yes. Happy? yes 

But in the end this is me.

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