Lay our true self
That human being
With the broken wings
And the scars
That searching soul
With the failed dreams
That young kid
That once we were...
Is hidden beneath
The surface
All those emotions
All the desires
All our hopes
The anger
The rage...is all there
But we put on the mask
Of skin and hide again
To prettend we are well...
But we are not!
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