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There is nothing wrong with not knowing who you are
It is not some unwritten sin
It is not a broken mirror in which to stare
It is nothing to hold your tongue to
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If you think that I will perish
With nothing more than tears
If you think that I only hope
Since I hide within my fears
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She walked as far she could
And felt every season
Listened to more stories than a library
And stayed no matter the reason
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I will not throw another coin into the fountain
For it has never brought riches to me
I will not throw one wish into that water
It echoes nothing of my destiny
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I knew a man who joked at every turn
Who’s life was one big play
With multiple costumes
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When I’m dead
Which won’t be wrong
I want no flowers
No tender song
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You have given up on me
I know you have
I see it time and time again
You have given up all hope
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Listen please
I cannot repeat
That in which you cease
To reveal to me
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9.

Once was a memory left unscathed
What a happy innocent event
It whacked a nerve
It scarred
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You’ll never dream again
They told me
And I cried
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We all end up at the final note
Some unknown way
Some unforeseen how
We may not think it will reach us
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She sucked on her bottom lip
Her hands shook and her eyes tear’d
Her memories all but faded
And hopelessness more than feared
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I did not know many curious reasons
Why you act the way you do
I know not why you choose to be that way
I have not a single clue
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When you are alive
You never seem to see
Those who make up you
Death’s inconsistency
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I had thought
When you asked
On the distant day
I swore my last
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You can cry that she’s no longer here
And nobody will call you weak
You can pretend to smell her sweet scent
And not feel judged if that’s what you seek
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We once were met
Eye to eye
A lavish festival
Cast in the sky
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Does anything ever change?
The days that slow go bye
And the ones you wish to tell
The tears you watch them cry
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Thoughts enter through the breath
Dance throughout your lungs
Escape in every subtle gasp
Every unknown hum
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Have you ever looked?
Across your hopes
To see a dream
A new reward
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There Is Nothing Wrong With Not Knowing Who You Are

There is nothing wrong with not knowing who you are
It is not some unwritten sin
It is not a broken mirror in which to stare
It is nothing to hold your tongue to
Or medicate away

There is nothing wrong with not knowing who you are
Even the weather changes through the day
There is no followed metronome
No faults
No memorized prayer

There is nothing wrong with not knowing who you are
You are not written like a book
Or painted from a single canvas
Nor balanced like some perfect zen
Or worth just like everyone else

There is nothing wrong with not knowing who you are
There is no rule to follow
No category you must fill in
You have your own two legs to sidestep
You can be different every minute if you wish
And you do not need to be criticized
Or try to fix what others say is wrong
You can cry when you have no reason
You can wish when you have no hope
You can laugh when all is silent
You can breath when fear is stuck down your throat

There is nothing wrong with not knowing who you are
Not a single little thing

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