My Persona

I am a good person. Im telling myself that because I know I am a good person. Well, to be self-honest, to keep the truth before my tired eyes: maybe its just my appearance. My persona is often oppressed and affected by other personas. I need to believe that in the core of my soul I am and feel something heavy and dark. It boils, it hurts. Its a part of "me". I feel as though its unnatural and is something that is built within moments and situations that have came along. To diminish it, not so much turning around to do. It only grows from the inside-out, covering your "good persona", the one I'm telling myself to be. 



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