From my childhood
I've had this thought
That I never knew myself
In the way that I want
Am I sweet
Am I manipulative
Am I the victim that
I always said I was
Sometimes the lines just blur
Making it hard to see
That I might be the villain
Not some unfortunate girl I've seen
But am I really that evil
To always want myself
Not to get hurt with every passerbys words
Am I sensitive
Am I weak
Or am I just a girl
With her heart out in the world
Where the cruelest people reside
I try to know myself
And there's days that I'm sure
That my flaws represent me
And there's nothing wrong with that
But it's in my blood
To be afraid
I guess everyone is
To dig deeper into themselves
Changing their whole being
Discovering new things about themselves
But are they really new
Or were we just so preoccupied
With being what we thought we was
Am I really brave for that
Am I ready for the change
Would I really accept myself
And love it all the same?
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