Will you ever be who you are?
Would you take off the fake colors, you wear, which conceal your lovely shady truth?
Would you consent your mind-fitting tear to wash down the weary face and finally introduce your very first smile?
Will you cleanse your dreams from the merely pathetic needs and shift your heart unto the desires’ level?
Would you combine the meanings of one word and state yourself with the finest simplicity and very deep honesty?
Would you forfeit a fake friendship?
Won’t you be the perfect friend?
Will I ever be who I am?
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