What I'm not
A world filled with illusion
Is what I make up for me
I want to feel that emotion
Of being able to live by myself.
To create new spaces of invention
And erase all memories of what happened here.
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I already pleased everyone
Now I have to please me.
I'm seen as this mirrored reflection
Of everything they always wanted to be.
My soul, I had to push aside
To folllow the plan they made up for me.
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I'm not a puppet:
I'm an original woman.
I'm not your reflectiuon:
I want to be individual
To be me because I feel to
Not because they expect it from me.
To be like I want to
Because being me makes me free.