Everything I had to do to make myself more acceptable to a society that shuns the unknown and the different made me more than a little bitter.
I am a person without a self, trying to be anyone else.
Sold my soul to a image I can’t obtain, an outer shell all in vain.
If anyone tries to tell me lies and flatters me on my disguise.
Realize, I am a liar as well.
False fronts deceits serve as alibis.
keep them from knowing what is raging inside, all this hate I have to hide.
My innocence was denied.
Someone lied to me,
and I died.
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