Sometimes it’s hard for me to say something in my mind

Sometimes it’s hard to express my feeling

I want to share my felicities to everyone

But it’s very hard for me to share it

Sometimes I want to share my problems,

To make my self free

Sometimes I want to cover my problems,

Not to burden everyone

I know I’m egoist

I know I’m rude

I know I’m wicked

I know I’m not a kind person

Ah… Fight between I’m, me,and my self

What’s wrong with me ?

What’s happen to me ?

Who’s the real ?

I don’t want become other person

I don’t want have other personality

Deep inside my heart, I want to show the real me

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