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Is there a human?
Is there a human who can see me as me?
I’m just a flesh load of emotions
Receiving only a set of demotions
From the so-called peers
Who could never see my tears;
Is there a human?
Is there a human who can see me as me?
He’s my friend, my closest one
He’s of a partying type and I’m none
He wants me to be the same
But I’m usually so lame;
Is there a human?
Is there a human who can see me as me?
You see a deer as a deer,
You never see me at least near
To what I am, the other wants me cry,
When I didn’t even make one try.
Is there a human?
Is there a human who can see me as me?
When I go low in my spirit want me to smile,
When I was high in mood ask me to be vile;
Using me for your selfish reasons
Doing behind me all the treasons.
Is there a human?
Is there a human who can see me as me?
There is no human here, who can see me as me,
There is no soul that lets me as I will be,
Not even to the level a lifeless mirror
Can see, which takes me to, but fear.
Even a broken mirror can see
In each of its pieces, the ‘me’ as ‘me’!
Not a single human can see,
What I want myself to be seen.
No one sees me the way I am;
No one saw me the way I was;
No one will see me the way I will be;
Not even to the extent a mirror succeeds to see…
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