I walk inside
First thing I see is you
Screaming fills my ear
Chaos, wild thoughts
I almost feel a hatred fill my stomach
Toward you
Constant arguments
Jealousy, anger
Fills our hearts
How are we friends?
When I can't look at you
We each strive to be unique
My personality is mine
My heart is mine
My soul is mine
Not for you to take
Yet I feel you grasping desperately
Be yourself, not me
How can I be unique?
When you are always copying me
I talk to someone,
You listen
You do what we said
Anger fills me to the brim
I am a bomb ticking away
One day my immense Self Control
Will let go
Should I feel sorry,
After all, you must be lacking something
To always be trying to take it from me
Let me tell you something
I am going to be myself
You will never take my heart
Soul, uniqueness, creativity
Be yourself, or you are
basically
killing
yourself
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