You

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Who hurt you?
Who made you so guarded?
They look at you concerned,
As if you have a clue how it started.

Your smile is dull
And your temper is worse.
As if I didn't already know
I've been losing to this curse...

I look in the mirror
And hate what I see
Because to put it simply
I'm so tired of being me...

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