Finding Me

I'm tryna find me
I'm venturing across the sea
I'm dancing across the floor
My legs are sore
They call me a whore
Is that who I am?
They call me an ugly lamb
Is that who I am?
I'm skipping across the grass
I'm running away from them pretty fast
They yell and scream
The voices following me down the road
My minds tired, it's about to explode
They call me a freak
I've reached my peak
I'm jumping off the bridge
Saying goodbye as I fall down into a ridge
Their's silence and at last
I have no thoughts of the past

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