Small and carefree was how I used to be
When years passed by, I started wondering
Roaming and searching places for my identity
Am I me?
Looking at a mirror into my reflection
I see myself clearly, but feeling self-rejection
Though this is who I am, should leave myself be
Am I me?
All my friends crowd around and spill endless compliments
With a smile I thank for their acknowledgements
Though on the inside I still wonder
Am I me?
Uncertainty on the shell isn’t the only thing
The inside fluff is bruised, painful from the sting
Feelings sealed in, secrete to the eyes of plenty
Am I me?
Despite of it all, I stand my appearance
No cowering in shadows for the need of disa
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