I'm not whole
I'm not the person
You think I am
Sometimes I think
I'm not even real...
That I'm just some
Seriously fucked up
Version of the real me
That I'm just some
Made up persona
That I dreamed up
To make myself feel better
About the truth
You seriously don't want to
Get close to someone like me
Someone so ripped apart
Inside that she doesn't
Remember where the lie ends
And truth begins
I have way too damn much
On my mind lately
Way too fucking much
Can't seem to make sense of
Anything anymore
Not anything real
So tired of trying that
I'm sure eventually
I'll figure out a way
To end all this chaos
To end all this uncertainty
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