The Me Unseen
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The Me Unseen is a me who is keen
One who lifts up spirits
But is only just a teen
The Me Unseen is one who has a bite
The external smiles and joy
Are just to mask the fight
The Me Unseen falls down to his knees
In public tries to rise
Collapses behind doors, where no one can see
The Me Unseen is like a jar of clay
Holding treasures of love
To make the memories stay
There's a thing in society
That makes it hard to be
And I wish I wouldn't have to lock away
The Me Unseen.
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