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I always wondered if I could
I always wondered if I should
Just stop acting so strange

Well I did and I pretended
To be something I'm not
The more approval that I got
The more my treson I extended

Your cheers they made me blind
And soon the mirror's reflection
Just showed me pure adaption
But not the stupor of my mind

The moments when I don't feel numb
They lessen by the hour
But then I know I am the coward
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mea culpa
Date: Sunday, 3rd July 2011 @ 03:05:55 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: essential
How eays it is to change
I always wondered if I could
I always wondered if I should
Just stop acting so strange

Well I did and I pretended
To be something I'm not
The more approval that I got
The more my treson I extended

Your cheers they made me blind
And soon the mirror's reflection
Just showed me pure adaption
But not the stupor of my mind

The moments when I don't feel numb
They lessen by the hour
But then I know I am the coward
I always dreaded to become.

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