don't tell me who i am
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I am,
not exactly who I thought i might be
I am
Not exactly what i wish i was
I am
not perfect,, shiny
I am
dented and scraped
dragged through the mud and misshapen
The ideas that run in my mind never come out of my mouth, My lips can never fix themselves to say what I want. But when I write them down..