Monster.
Am I a monster?
For being this way, saying these things?
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Maybe.
Maybe I just can't accept these things about myself.
I am being a bitch.
I don't mean to though.
I'm being me.
But maybe me isn't so good.
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Death.
Would it just be easier?
To die instead of live this life?
To live instead of die?
Why am I even still here anymore?
On this earth, this world, this universe
Why can't I just die?
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Fake.
Why is it so hard?
To live.
To be myself, without being the real me, the one that no one wants.
Why is it easier to be fake?
To be the way everyone wants?
To do it their way?
and not mine?
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Trauma.
Why can't remember?
Why I have this?
Where it's from?
How I got it?
and why it's there?
Why do i have to be this way?
With Trauma.
and mental issues.
But no one believes me.
I joke about it.
But no one knows it's actually real.
