Can you describe me as I am now
Or would you even know how
I've changed myself over and over, infinitely repeating
My true self has seriously taken a beating
Why do we have to change to fit others needs
Just trail and error until we succeed
But will they like me after all of this
After I lost my true self in the abyss
Why can't we just be accepted for who we are
I can't imagine that to be too bizarre
We're humans, we hate change
But yet we want others to change, how strange
I will try one last time to cover my palette
I hope this doesn't start with a brush and end with a mallet
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