One day you'll see all your faults
One day you'll find you've missed out
Missed out on being yourself
Instead of somebody else
This is how the rest of the world sees you
At least for me
People seem to find something worth seeing in me
For you
They find things they don't or didn't ever want to see
Just be yourself when you're around
I need my friends to hold on to
When the "audience" grows,
There's more people to "impress"
But what's really "impressive,"
Is the abilities you both have
The ones that seem to pull you through
No matter what happens to you
I'd say I'm sorry,
But I'm not.
I'd tell you stories,
I forgot.
If you got a little closer,
You'd find yourself again.
Solve your million-dollar question:
Who are you, and what have you done to your character?
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