if life were a bunch of roses no one would stop to smell the flowers.

i look but i dont understand.
i nod but i dont agree.
i cry but im not sad.
i scream but im not angry.
i tell the truth but im lying.
im exactly who i want to be yet i hate myself.
im private, but im open
im scared,but im bold
im trying,but im giving up.
im alive ,but im dieing

im a walking oxymoron.





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