It's Me
It's hard to say in times like these that I feel any kind of way. I'm both the closest and farthest to myself that I've ever been, both a close friend and a distant stranger, all at the same time. I wish someone could come around and show me how to be, but then I fear I'd be a vision of someone's perfect masterpiece instead of the me I NEED to be.
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