losing sight
Where's my headcaught up in selling the drama
where am I
coloring the chameleon to fit in
lost my integrity to have a
social status
good cop bad cop
be all things to all people
a talker
a listener
not a conformist
I love you, I hate you
trying to save you
trying to hurt you
who am I
losing sight on why I live
(f.l.s.)
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