Me
I start to realize things in my life
How everything always brings me strife
How I have to try so hard to be someone
else never being able to be myself
Always hiding behind something I dont
believe in only to find out that I wont win
Tears fall down all the time and I still
keep telling myself Im fine
This all is going to come to an end and
when it does I wont have to pretend
Copyright © Shatyra Taylor | Year Posted 2005
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