I know who I am
I know where I'm from
I know what I've been through
I know what I've become
All my days filled with smiles and cries at night
All my comfort on my laying bed
I know myself and can't be dishonest with me
My looks may look perfect but my imperfections scream at me in my head
My mirror knows me inside out all around to top to bottom
It hurt to know where I'm at hiding my shame in the fake light of shame
Feeding my self a poison feeling like an antidote
Well I've heard enough of fake laughter and scripted speech practiced Infront a glass of truth only I know who I am no one else
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