Who am I?

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I tried

To be the hero

To be the smile

To be the love

Always the strong one

Brushing myself off

Pick it back up

Work hard

No time too play

Work hard

Love hard

Make sacrifices for dreams

Dreams that weren't mine

Dreams I'm not sure I ever wanted

Sacrifices for beings that just thought

It was my duty

To be dirty

Tired

Half smile

Wells of tears

No how are yous'

Brush yourself off

Smile

Act like its okay

Don't show your slowly dying

Slowly dying

While they live

so strong

And when my fragile nature crashed

I was still expected to

Be strong

Be the love

Be the smile

While I picked up my glass pieces

You just crushed them

At the bottom of your sole

Amongst the pain

Still fragile

But my fragility was never allowed

So if i become a villian

Will you be able to love me now

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