How little you know about me.
Ugly I can be.
Somehow I go unnoticed tragically.
I wish I could live in peace.
But to put it matter-of-factly.
Everything..
Everything is just so sad to me.
Sometimes I feel like the wolf in sheep's clothing.
I'm over all this self loathing.
I huff and I puff until I turn blue.
I'm still a wolf no matter what I do.
I'm over missing someone like you.
I'm a lone stranger even around family.
How much longer can I hide my insanity?
Don't know whether I should smile, cry or smash everything in front of me.
How do I keep up this lie?
It always catches back up to me.
Sometimes I feel like the wolf in sheep's clothing.
I'm over all this self loathing.
I huff and I puff until I turn blue.
I'm still a wolf no matter what I do.
I'm over missing someone like you.
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