I have
a second life,
I have a distant dream.
I am putting on a face
over my real face.
I have layers,
held together by
a gravitational pull
of a bullshit charade,
they are pulling me away
from where
I want
to be.
I have
unusual desires,
I have
problems.
I am divulging
my personal details,
I am making
you think twice
again,
and again,
and again.
I am regretting
every word
that I say.
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