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still learning to fit in,
to find confidence in what i do
to have that zeal to do what i am stuck doing and not what i
want to do

to accept my inpatients changes nothing 

still searching for myself
trying to  feel comfortable in my body
recognize myself in the mirror

wake up everyday and wonder if this still earth

i don't know who i am,
why i am still alive

wish i knew if i made an impact
i need gratification not fame
 i am free physically but
bondage hunts me

want to live but i am afraid to face my future
 i really don't know my
Posted: 2012-07-28 04:55:20 UTC

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2012-07-28 04:56:02sweetNsour
feeling really confused when i did this