The dream myself

Somethings i pretend i was someone else, i put mask to hide myself living life as someone else but question myself is this really i want this life mine but i living it so long no one can tell different   but i can see myself when i look in mirror but sometimes i believe that one everyone see is the dream this is endless disguise, sometimes mask is a choice no one never born with a freedom to be one self so every put i on the disguise called myself but that is okay cause no one is flawless

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