Existence

To know in your heart who you are is one thing,
To be brave enough to show the world is another.
To embrace the crazy that makes your heart sing,
Is sometimes an urge you want to smother.
But who are we if we’re not ourselves,
If we push parts of us away,
Until all that’s left are empty shells
Who only exist, not live, each day?

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