I am something that was sold
Forgotten, in the back of a mind
A bleeding scar you never wanted
The perfet image of beautiful imperfecting
Whether you like it or not
I am not somethin tat was duplicated
Alone, even if I pretend no one is home
A fake of fragile insecurity
The cause of this void inside of me
Whether you want me to be or not
I am everything ever misunderstood
Broken, with some parts discarded
Another child from a broken home
The result of a bad decision
Whether I like it or not
I am not everything I wanted to be
Perfect, nor will I ever try to be
A wound that will heal quickly
The keeper of your secrets and sorrows
Whether I want to be or not