Real Me
Can you tell it's me behind the mask thatyou all think is real?
Do you even care that you've forgotten who I really am.
I need to be who I remember used to be me.
Don't be mad at me for speaking out what I believe.
Don't turn your back because you know who I am can't be hidden anymore.
what drove me on drove mad because I used to be able to see a world in which I was me
but since you came and changed my reality
I forced myself to believe I had to become
someone else just to be complete and now
I'm going to be me
I don't care if you like it or not.
You can't pretend to know who I am when I've forgotten myself.
Can't you see I'm happy just being me?
I'm finally reawakened from a deep sleep.
I realize that when I gave up the choice to
decide for myself I forgot what makes me.
Me.
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