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All of these years
I've been angry
Living my life
With a constant pain
I'm allowing it to build up inside
But I don't think I'm angry
I think I'm scared
I've told myself
Anything that would make me hate them
And I've convinced myself
That they hated me
But it's not a hate
as much as a fear
Of how I would react
If one day
I saw them
Would I scream and shout out of anger
Or cry tears of joy
Whatever it is
It's not what I've been telling myself
So in the end
It's not them that I'm afraid of
But it's myself



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