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This life, handed to me on a platter
Makes the big things seem as if they don't matter

This life, portrayed by everyone and lived a certain way
Never again have I seen another way

Time and time again we fall
Broken, bruised and beat from it all

Understanding the misunderstood
would do everyone a lot of good

Taking it one day at a time
Time to refocus and ask my self why

Why I've lived for so long
as someone I am not

That someone
that's what everyone wants.

Everyone except for me
for you see this is the only acceptable me