how about i just stifle everything i am?
apparently that's the way to get through this life.
who cares if i leave myself behind?
if all the truth, all the genuine feelings are nothing more than a shell?
i'll say all the right things to all the right people.
and you know what?
i still won't be happy.
so i guess...
i would rather be myself right now, living in misery...
than be a carbon-copy of someone else's idea of me.
i just don't like waking up every day with a darkness over me.
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