A shadow of who I long to be. An endless circle of pleasing society. A lonely tragedy, in urgent need of healing remedy. Who am I? Looking in the mirror, feeling like a massive error. Society has expectations, I have revelations. Not at ease, I’m not here to please. Who am I? I’m starting a war, always ready to roar. Speaking my mind, nothing to rewind. I’m not here to do what you want, you’re just a petty ant. Who am I? Here to take a stand, this is not what I planned. Standing out from the crowd, finally screaming out loud: ''I’ll be who I want to be, but you’ll see who you want to see.'' Who am I? Being a reckless human, bringing a happy omen.
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