Outside-Looking In

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Being one person is what you're suppose to be.
I figured out when you look inside there are two of me.

When I walk, there's always someone else no one can really see.
I talk and there's always another voice that's running through my head.

1,2,3 but I'm mislead.
I can't be two people anymore.
Pretending can't be my score.

Tryin' to satisfy people as I go, but I'm like a car getting towed.

Just if maybe one day I can prove someone wrong; that right now is not where I belong.

Two people equal to one now, but I can't understand how?

Sick of being two people at once.
If one person would be my witness, I probably wouldn't have to keep my distance.





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