What makes me... Me.
As I've journeyed through this thing called life, I've learned more and more about myself and others. People often ask, where are your feelings? Where is the real you? I tell them I am music. My life revolves around music. It has gotten me through the hardest things and made the good things better. In reality, I am numb, there is no real me. Everyone and everthing puts on a show to be liked now a days. Within my family, we have a moral we follow on a daily. Be who everyone wants you to be in your mind, but always follow your heart.
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