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I do a lot of good unconsciously for I care greatly
I say a lot that is true that bothers me
I write to reach the heart and mind of society
I prate a lot of the time when things upset me
I walk far to try and leave my past behind where no one can find me
I struggle often because my life doesn't seem to be mine but an anomaly
I want to sing and dance and shout so I am heard by all about
I try to opine but sometimes nothing of worth comes out that brings a smile
I worry unnecessarily for it is inbuilt in me
I suffer from anxiety which is a huge burden that won’t set me free
I sometimes do not act my own best friend
I want fame and glory but often offend
I do not often seek out what's good for me for I love gnawing misery
I cannot accept all aspects of me for I frighten even me
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