outsiders melody

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in a crowd, but worlds apart,
i stand alone, a beating heart.
mismatched pieces pieces, lost in the fray,
trying to blend, but im astray.

faces pass, none like mine,
invisible lines, i toe the line.
pretend to be what they all see,
but inside, im just me.

snapchat smiles, instagram lies,
behind the screen, the real me hides.
different vibes in a sea so vast,
lost in the present, trapped in the past.

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