I am who I am

My name, my identity

and I’m not proud of it, 

looking for alias

for myself to represent me.

I can only be me,

where did I turn wrong?

Wanting to be someone I’m not,

false reality and cyber activity,

self-confidence is long gone,

insecurity is now on top.

Seeking for place to hide,

behind masks or screens.

Let the Sims be imaginary,

I have skin, face and DNA,

ideas and dreams and sins.

Everything in me is special,

daily dose of motivation,

no other way in these days.

Because ones who don’t succeed
,

lead others down too.

I am real and I am me,

I don’t have to hide,

I am proud of me.

I see where you don’t have eyes,

my inner world, my reality.

I chase my dreams right here

not in false reality, 

where I must be a person

I’m actually not.

Lessons learned I must admit,

you trying to tell me who I am

or what should I do

is waste of both our time.

Hey, fuck you!

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