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Contemplating on something I need to decide Should I show the real me Or continue to hide? Should I open up and let people see That I’m thinking of all of those nights I would lay and cry While my life lacked its glee That I’m remembering all of my feelings I would try to deny When I didn’t know who to be. That I’m concentrating on the times I would ask why And all of the times I questioned if I was free That I’m wondering if it mattered that I would try Or if “try” is just a word of debris And now I’m questioning so many things while I look to the sky I see the moon and howl in a sort of guarantee That I won’t say fair well or goodbye And this is something I do decree But the moon just glows down on me and listens, that is its reply Perhaps because it knows the real me.
Written by Drek
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