Fake Messed Up Lies

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Around you I may be me

Around you I may be you

Around you I may be someone else

I always seem to be someone new

.

Looking in the mirror

Never able to spot me

Instead I see someone else

My real self has been washed away at sea

.

I search for everything that's wrong

Lie right to my fake eyes

I try to be different

But instead my life is filled with lies

.

Now I got to keep secrets

For the truth I must hide

Wishing I could be away from this world

With every time I silently cried

.

But for now I must suffer

And face this cruel life

But I got three weapons in handy

My paper, pen, and knife.

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