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myself


I am myself now

I haven't always been though

I used people, things, and actions to define what society thought of me to be

until people started leaving, things started breaking and actions started failing

I wasn't myself for weeks and no one noticed

I wasn't happy

I wasn't loving life

life was boring 

like an empty hole of nothing

But then i realized it

i can't define myself by someone else

they aren't me

they don't define who i am

what i like

what i wear

who i chose to be

they arent myself

only i am myself

 

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