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Tuesday, September 29, 2020

Identity

So insecure they depend on the exterior To secure the interior Afraid of shadows In search for the loudest voice To blend themselves and say We Are Without identity, shackled in inferior complexity. We are the world, what we say obtains But who decide I know not Nor reasons for the stand we take But down the line for me is okay Between conscious and unconscious emotions Cos' reasons to hide lies within To cover the fear of standing alone And risk the expose of natural stupidity. It's not found in the group I keep Neither in the level I operate It is me. Positions I take despite the craze What I do in secret when no eye sees Shape I took from the mould of life's experiences My platform in discourse Identity is what it takes to say I am.
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So insecure they depend on the exterior
To secure the interior
Afraid of shadows
In search for the loudest voice
To blend themselves and say We Are
Without identity, shackled in inferior complexity.

We are the world, what we say obtains
But who decide I know not
Nor reasons for the stand we take
But down the line for me is okay
Between conscious and unconscious emotions
Cos’ reasons to hide lies within
To cover the fear of standing alone
And risk the expose of natural stupidity.

It’s not found in the group I keep
Neither in the level I operate
It is me.
Positions I take despite the craze
What I do in secret when no eye sees
Shape I took from the mould of life’s experiences
My platform in discourse
Identity is what it takes to say I am.

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