Inner Being
To know who you are, instead of being told what you are
to look and say whatever it is that you believe is true, near and afar.
Loosing control of all that is called home
people from the outside wanting you to be alone.
Sure they might be friends and family,
but if they take it away the results are always tragedy.
Looking for your old self will never happen if you always bring up the past
you say you don't hold grudges but I wonder if it's all just an act.
Not wanting to hate is a good thing,
but fight or flight, it always costs something.
Weather it's running or leaving the damage is always done,
Loosing your inner being, living your life numb.
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