who i am




some say im this Beautiful girl that any guy would be lucky to have,
but i don't see that.
some say that im this happy ray of light,
but i don't feel that.
some say im this smart independent girl,
but i don't think that.

what i see,
is all the insecurities that have been pointed out.
what i feel,
is all the pain someone took time to cause.
what i think,
is all this time i was just naive and broken.

still not knowing who i am,
they take advantage and try to mold me to who they want me to be. 

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