Everytime I lie to myself.
It's awful. Really.
I can say more.
I lie to myself, but I try not to lie to anyone else.
Now I don't know what I want.
When I think about it I ask myself what I should want.
Because I see myself unormal. And I see my wishes unnormal.
That's why I hide them inside.
That's why I don't understand them now.

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