True self

I look deep Into my own soul, to see who I really am, but when I look I cant seem to find the truth, my vision is crowded with judgments and false accusations of who I am, all untrue to the supremacy, I look deep into her soul to see the same casted judgments and false accusations, is this to be a coincidence or are the false accusations true?

This poem is about: 
Me

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