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identity theft

Think you gotta be something like everyone else
Yet you never feel the feeling
At the time you think its real and you bounce up to the ceiling
Except you do not need to be a faker to get to the top
You can be you and God loves you for who you are
So who cares about those who fake who they really are
At least you'll be happy and know who you are
They are all thefts
They copy
They're they're a certain somebody
They feel like a nobody
As they don't know who they are bearing this body
They lost touch with God and doing what Satan wants them to do and be indulged in this pressure of how soceity wants you to be
Yet so blind not to see
How much is opressing you to be
At least if you be you
Who know its you
You know the happiness inside is not all laughs through your teeth
They grind and grind and still they never have the right ingredients
At least you know your smile is real



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