So Much More

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127 Hickory Trail Dr Harvest, Alabama
United States
34° 46' 58.6848" N, 86° 46' 52.7664" W

Every day I wake up and wear the latest trend

Brush my teeth, put on my mask, and go out the door

I can't stand it, will this pretense ever end?

I'm so tired of this task, I've done it all before

 

My life is a play that I perform

I live a script that society has written

Why am I forced to conform?

It seems like being myself is forbidden

 

The show begins when the curtain draws

I pretend to be average because I can't be myself

The show concludes, but there's no applause

Because the character I play is like everyone else

 

How ironic that we conform to normality

We trade originality to be sheep in a flock

We give up our morals, hide our sexuality

Our real personalties we keep on lock

 

I'm done with this masquerade

I'm scared people will hate the real me

But I can't continue this charade

It's time for change, it's time to reveal me

 

I'm not who they think I am

I'm not who I pretend to be

I'm starting not to give a damn

This is not who I was meant to be

My destiny

Is

So much more

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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