Am i suppose to keep the act of being this perfect doll up forever

My body aches from constantly holding what i feel deep down inside

I’m not me anymore i feel artificial

I maybe look hard as a stone but i’m thin like paper

But i will at some point have stir up the enegy i need to survive any way how

And even if this world was freeze or burn over i’ll still be me.

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