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I seem like a jerk


just out to put people down


but I'm a kind gentle person


Hurt by many


loved by few


I trust nothing


and nobody


but my blade


and


myself


desperate to be needed


fearful of being hurt


I'm just a scared little boy


trapped in the body


of


a soldier


trained to be strong


but I'm still a boy


not ready to be a man


not deserving to be respected


as a man


but I cast the image of strangth


and demand the respect


I am nothing but a waste of life


to weak and cowardly


to even kill myself


Thats what I see


when I look in the


Mirror everyday


as I stare at my reflection


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