Never truly a person feel loved,
They desired to be cherished, they say.
To attention they seek,
To praise they search,
To excellent, they pretended,
In search of themselves, they remove their masks,
Trying different sounds of melody and imperfections,
Accepting their true self. They loved.
-Ain-

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Puisisomething were meant to be hidden yet it's strangling. perhaps all those feeling if written down, will go? Picture - Pinterest I do not own the picture.