My words making me an enemy
The laugh starts sounding cruel
And my actions making me dual
People think my nature switches
As if a part of witches
But this is not the truth
Being sensitive
I have to behave as if
I am as hard as rock
As hard as a block
So that no one can cheat me
And thinking me as an enemy
But this is not me
This is not me
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