Who am I now "who am I" I wonder what I look like within the eyes of those taking pictures with their next pose craving strength from others spreading secrets within the towers of death.I walked the halls but didn't confess to anything because there was nothing on my conscience, weighing me down" there's a feeling to my sad frown" I don't just wear it to mess around my days are sad at nights I'm all around in the dark walking the sad streets of happiness without a weapon or vest hoping that someone will be there to tell the rest about who I was regardless of my pain and stress
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