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The ironic thing about life
Is that you are a different person to everyone you meet
To some, you're quiet
To others, you never stop talking
Some remember you for your kindness
Others for the time you walked away
You are a villain in someone's story
A hero in another
To most, you're just a passing thought
A name they once knew
You don't exist as one person
You will never truly know yourself the way others do
You will never hear your own laughter the way someone else does
You will never see the way your absence
Lingers in a room you used to fill
To yourself, you are just you
But in reality, you're a thousand different stories
None of which you will ever get to read
My fucking rules you cunt
The ironic thing about life
Is that you are a different person to everyone you meet
To some, you're quiet
To others, you never stop talking
Some remember you for your kindness
Others for the time you walked away
You are a villain in someone's story
A hero in another
To most, you're just a passing thought
A name they once knew
You don't exist as one person