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Undeveloped polaroids-Unspoken words-Untouch hearts-unmarked maps-unclear message is path to a broken soul. You maybe know me by name but you don't know me that much. I don't know my self either. Sometimes I wonder who I am...well most times. I've become so accustomed wearing a mask around different people and faking a smile with so much pain...that i even ask myself: who? Am? I? I have to take that step back, evaluate and decide. What makes me...me? what qualities do i have? how do others perceive me? I end up getting to the conclusion to stop getting in my own head and being silly. To sit back and relax. But I'm one of the rare few that has so much trouble relaxing. My mind wander...i'm a dreamer they say. I think too depth. Oh well. -caitlyn Kelly. [Plagiarism is a crime]
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