Who I Am
They're just pretending
To know me inside
It's just their own reflection
Off of my eyes
I know myself better than thee
Deaf ears hear
what blind eyes see
I have such a soft voice
For such a harsh soul
A heart for choice
No one will know
An angel with no name
Every word perfectly clear
What cannot be heard
Is too true to hear
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