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Myself

All my life I was made to think I was never something special
It’s sickening
I shouldn’t be reminded of it every second of the time
This thinking really got to me,
It clouded my self-perception

I never believed I was good at anything
I took it as they served it.
They see me as a piece of shit,
Some matter taking up some space
And I learned to live with it,

It took me a while to realize
That I was more than they thought of me
Probably more than all they can ever be
Now, most times, I find myself sitting on the roof
Just reminiscing

Going through my albums of memories
I’m contemplating, rejuvenating, conjuring and ruminating
Accordance has been reached
Now I’m taking control of my life
Commanding it and steering in my own direction.

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