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Myself And Others
i am a liar some say
i am a thief
i cannot remember the bad things i do
they tell me to be like myself
but how can i be myself when i cant find it
its lost somewhere and protected by this coolness everyone has
they tell me i need a therapist
i need to find myself in this body
i need to find the light
i might be a liar to some people..
i might be a thief to some people..
and maybe i cant remember the bad things that i do..
But i am not giving up on myself
Sticks and Stones can break my bones but words only go through me
I feel fine but with a lost piece that needs to be found..
Will I find it?
i am a thief
i cannot remember the bad things i do
they tell me to be like myself
but how can i be myself when i cant find it
its lost somewhere and protected by this coolness everyone has
they tell me i need a therapist
i need to find myself in this body
i need to find the light
i might be a liar to some people..
i might be a thief to some people..
and maybe i cant remember the bad things that i do..
But i am not giving up on myself
Sticks and Stones can break my bones but words only go through me
I feel fine but with a lost piece that needs to be found..
Will I find it?
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