i dress up every morning
muster the guts to face the world
and to see the face to someone
i think they ruined my world
if it is my world how can they ruin it
i dress up every morning to find answers
by the end of the day the list of questions seems even longer
i ask where did i go wrong
i ask if dignity is such a bad desire
i ask if love is illusion and that i must not trust
i ask if i should not express my anger
i ask if
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