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Showing posts from June, 2007
i look at myself and the stories i have told
those that are new and those that are very old
i thought i was brave and everyone said I was bold
people say i am warmth but inside am very cold i wanted to be something else
and now i am in some other mold sometimes i think i am someone else
and sometimes it is only me my strengths and my flaws
are something that are meant to be now i dont know if i must
like myself for what i am or I know myself and am finding
why i am?