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I have missed myself

When I’ve been lost,

When I’ve been weak

And not as strong,

As I know I can be

And that’s when I miss,

The authentic me

When we try and act out roles,

But then I fail and the I fold

But I keep marching

For I believe in my soul

And rediscover my path back home

That returns me

To the person I like to be

And that’s the authentic self

Living life caring and free

Breaking out the norms of society.