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Identity Unrevealed
In a world of compatibility and norms,
Where the crowd seems to fit like forms.
There's a certain feeling that can be so strange,
When you are a misfit with absolute no space.
Your heart beats fast, your soul feels torn,
As you search for a place where you can be yourself,
A place where you can be free
But it's hard to find, oh so hard to see.
The world outside is bright and bold,
But inside your feeling cold.
A stranger in a place that's not your own.
A misfit all alone.
You try to fit in, you try to hide,
But the world outside won't allow.
It wants you to be like the rest,
And leave your true self forever rest.
But don't give up don't lose your way,
For in the end you'll find brighter day,
A day where you can be yourself and free,
A day when you'll discover,
Your true Identity.
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Arshita's World of Poetry
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