But tell me the truth, not what you think I want to hear!
Tell who you think you are, not who people say you are.
Tell me about your fears, you can cry if you want,.
I know you. Even when you are trying to improvise.
I know you, even when you are not sure, even when you think you’re not enough.
It would be easier to forget,
Just easier to give up and become nomb, insensitive.
Maybe it would be just easier.
Easier if you ignored your guts and surrendered to the ignorance of those who just survive not live.
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