They said, “Be yourself.
Be who you were meant to be.”
Sure, I’ll be myself,
But how can I be me?
How would I be myself
When I’m chased down by their murmurs?
How would I be myself
When being me was fined?
How would I be myself
When I don’t know who I am,
Or the confused looks in the mirror
That I’m faced with when I stand?
Sure, I’ll be myself,
But would you nurture that part of me?
Would you be compassionate enough
To let it grow free?
If being me
Is faced with all these consequences,
Would I still choose to be me?
Or should I just take the shorter path,
Where the “new me” would let me be?
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~c.y (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
A most interesting perspective of a different me old and new changed but the same. Well done
Nicely done.
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