Fraud

You're taken from me and taken from me

like you've taken from all those before.

You don't know how to be yourself

so you've become an identity whore.

But what do you do when there's nothing to take

When you've sucked all identity dry.

You're the master of being humbly proud;

of being out-goingly shy.

You've taken some of him and a bit of her

and sampled little of them.

And noone realizes that you are the rough.

They all think that you are the gem.

You have become a superhuman,

liked by all and hated by none.

You've taken everyone's good qualities

no matter what the price to those you took from.

So now, I must fake myself behind closed doors.

The biggest sham that the world's never seen.

But I'll put on his smile and try out her charm

and hope that my fraud's never seen.

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