Who I am

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Who is me and what I am

I’m not really real

I never really gave a damn

Yet it all seems so surreal

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Trying to move is impossible

Not that it was ever reliable

Binding strings hold me so

My skin is paler than the snow

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Childish thoughts were never there

From the start there was only despair

And as you can so easily see

You’ll never know the real me

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I don’t the meaning of ‘friend’

Yet this idiot’s been with me in the end

He calls me his and I don’t care

And yet him I’d never share

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The mask has begun to crack

And thrown into the perpetual black

Is where I will always stay

Because I only bring dismay

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I have finally given up

And never to return

Let the blood seep into a cup

For I am no longer their concern

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~From the Corner