Will they...


Will they laugh...
Will they be disgusted...
Will they disown me...
Will they leave me...
Will they distort me...
Will they give up on me...
Our mind comes with a They.
They have become the power that drives us.
They rule our body and soul.
They are the puppet masters.
They are our conscience.


I am who I am.
I am a creative person.
I am an artist.
I am a lover.
I am a romantic.
I am a lover of action genre.
I am diverse.
I am variety.
I am what I believe I am.

Express I AM not WILL THEY.


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