Self Identity
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You say you see the eye color, the nose shape, and face lines of my fatherNo matter how much I stare, I see himThe blood running through my veins shares the same DNA as him
I'll write,
off the top of my head.
I feel,
off the top of my head.
I cant chose what I feel,
I cant choose how I'll think
We live in a world full of Facades,
Empty hearts, with greedy intentions,
This world is a black and white canvas,
Full of people in masks... who’s behind the mask?
I am contradictory
I am shy, yet I want to be the center of attention
I am intelligent, yet I do nonsensical things
I am quiet, yet my thoughts are loud and clear
My insides are constantly at war
I will be what I sought to be
not what America wants me to be
I'm an old soul who lives free
even though everyone around me
judges me, hates me, torments me
