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That’s when I got it.
I’m trying to be good “in your eyes”
which is impossible.
I can’t be anything in your eyes.
Because I can’t be
in your eyes.
I can only ever be in mine,
in my story of what you think of me.
But it will never be what you really think.
And anyway, no matter what you think (about anything)
my job is still and only to just be who I am.
Why is this so hard for me to do?
Why so hard to remember?
