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No one can begin to fathom my life today, Running, rushing to get to that place someday
I hide who I am from most everyone today I was bullied and harassed back in the day It taught me to sit back quietly and assess Don't allow anyone in or else it causes stress
Oh, how this place has become
And it’s all, just an act...
I am… A lot of things Good Bad Both Many things But Not flawless Sorry If you were expecting something else I always tell the truth As I will now
Leaving my twin Vin Seperate for the first time Will I survive it