"The real me is not the clothes over my skin, nor is the skin over my flesh, the real me is the heart beat you can only hear by getting your ear close to my chest."
"The real me is a thought that I will never share, the real me is not the voice you can hear everywhere., the real me is a silent word trapped in the prison of fear, the real me is far away just pretending to be near."
"The real me is not the smile floating over my face, is the expression of sadness drowning without any faith., the real me is not the light in the center of my eyes, is the darkness of a shadow hiding behind my sight."
"The real me is not the grown up walking around the earth, the real me is a child crawling in the body of a man., the real me is segregated in the center of the crowd, an integrated mouthshut silently screaming out loud."
~Claudio Alvarado~
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