Don’t tell me who to be.
I echoed on a pixalited screen.
Tiny squares of all my dreams.
Pieced together by a person I'm not.
Dreams they dreamt for me with their own thought.
But I refuse to be another lost soul,
Because deep inside I know what makes me whole.
You have your own life, I'll let you know.
If you can't respect mine, you should go.
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