How......

Mon, 07/14/2014 - 16:54 -- Legenta

How many times have I been asked?

How many different answers have I given?

Just to feel I'm starting to believe the lie

It's hard it really is.

To look in the mirror and not know the person.

To walk about the day feeling like you're in someone else's skin.

I play the part every day, to the best of my ability.

Just to look in the mirror at the end of the day and give myself a name.

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