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I don’t know who I am but I don’t like it.

I always feel like I should be more of one thing

And less of another.

I know that nobody is perfect,

But that doesn’t mean I’m going to

Settle for anything less.

Sometimes it gets to be too much,

And every now and then I wonder

What the barrel of a gun would taste like.

I wonder if anyone would miss me if I was gone

Or would the world be better off

Without me in it.

The world will keep turning

Regardless of if I’m here or not.

So what difference does it make?

Sad people smile the brightest

Because they don’t want others to see

The tears that fall when no one is around.

Lonely people love the strongest

Because they know the pain of being alone

And don’t want others to feel it.

People with broken hearts spend their time fixing others

Because it’s easier to help find the pieces

When they aren’t yours.

I don’t like the way that I feel

Insecure

Like I need to be validated.

I wish I could say I am content with who I am,

But I will always be finding the flaws

Trying to be a better me.

I spend too much time

Thinking about what I would rather be

Than appreciating who I am.

The hardest person to love is yourself

But I will try

For you.