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👁️Identity Crisis
<p>Sometimes I stare at my reflection too long.</p><p>Not because I think I’m pretty,</p><p>but because I’m trying to find the person everyone keeps saying I am.</p><p><br/></p><p>It’s strange</p><p>how I can know my name,</p><p>my birthday, my favorite color,</p><p>and still feel like a stranger in my own skin.</p><p><br/></p><p>People say, “Just be yourself,”</p><p>and I smile like I understand what that means.</p><p>But which self?</p><p>The quiet one who feels everything too deeply,</p><p>or the loud one who laughs so no one asks what’s wrong?</p><p><br/></p><p>Some days I wake up feeling like sunlight.</p><p>Other days, like a shadow that doesn’t know who it belongs to.</p><p>I scroll through photos of me</p><p>and wonder how I can look so alive</p><p>and still feel so missing.</p><p><br/></p><p>It’s like I’m always switching masks,</p><p>the smart one, the kind one, the funny one,</p><p>trying them on</p><p>to see which one will finally fit.</p><p><br/></p><p>But when the night comes</p><p>and the world goes quiet,</p><p>I peel everything off,</p><p>the smile, the voice, the pretending,</p><p>and it’s just me,</p><p>bare, unsure, and painfully real.</p><p><br/></p><p>And maybe that’s okay.</p><p>Maybe I’m not meant to have it all figured out yet.</p><p>Maybe finding myself</p><p>isn’t about discovering something new,</p><p>but about coming home</p><p>to everything I’ve always been,</p><p>just hidden under the noise.</p><p><br/></p><p>So if you ask who I am,</p><p>I’ll whisper,</p><p>I’m still becoming.</p><p>And for now,</p><p>that’s the truest thing I know.</p>
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