My Self

You call me weird, but I’m being myself, but hey look at yourself, tell me who are you
trying to be? Who are you trying to become? What or who you want to be? Is true that I’m
weird or whatever you want to call it but at least I’m myself I know who I am, I don’t
think that you know who you are anymore, so don’t come and call me weird, you selfless
ignorant...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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