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two worlds of mine have collided
in one I’m me
in another I’m who they want me to be

I never intended the two to touch
each secret from the other

when I’m me
theres no stress
I’m completely free
and accepted
and happy

when I’m with them
I’m the shoulder to cry on
the dorky one
with all the drama
and endless stress

the right shoes,
the right hair,
the wrong top
each is crucial when I'm with them

but when I’m me
old jeans and random shirts
are fine for everything
I'm the shoulder to cry on
without the pressure to make it okay
and personality is better
than all the finest
that the others have

two worlds of mine have collided
each so different from each other
one is dull, the other color
and when the explosion hits
and both are destroyed

where do I stand?


A/N unedited. that seems to be a habit of mine. tell me what you think.

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