Be yourself.
Be real.
Don't be a hypocrite.
Take off your mask.
Show your genuine emotion.
But...
I don't know who am I.
I lost myself for ages.
I don't remember how the real me would act.
I'm still searching for the lost me
Or
A better me?
Or perhaps
A new me?
I'm not sure, we'll see.
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Inner child voices, childhood trauma aftermath.
PoetryI might not love the current me but I do love my inner child. Sounds funny right? Coz we're basically the same but no, we're not. Children must be protected not to be trained to be such a ruthless person. He's 4 years old. If he falls, pick him up...
