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Reflections


Reflection in a glass In it I see my past looking back @ myself sayin "Damn,i showed my ass" No one sees me the way that I do Talking shit all the time Tell myself "This aint you" Keep secrets to myself Because no one understands Praying for everyone to accept me Like "Just give me a chance" Saying to myself "What am I doing? They know you're not real Carman,who are you fooling?" See myself in the mirror Even there I'm not true Looking back @ myself saying "Who are you?"
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