How can I trust myself

Am I not pretending to be 

Somebody else and

am I just him

that others expect to see

The morning, long gone

when I step out of bed

I guess afraid to be

getting awake with

fear for what lays ahead

I for one am different

then the one out there

Bravely being open

surely didn’t bring

the one I am anywhere

Here’s to the one that

concurred the 16th day

Got up in the sunny

tear-filled afternoon

all dried up and on his way

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