I feel I need to explain myself, doing actual truth I don't care about anybody's opinion. but the simple fact is I am observed I am watched I am strained I have quite the view. when they see me they see me one way, and then they see me as somebody else to they say so many bad things and I don't know how to portray anything else but the truth. I am not one I am two, to have the same hole I guess is a way to say, there's a spirit that lives in me doctors have told me it was multiple personalities. but I'm not too sure if that is true maybe it's a spirit that came in when I was young or maybe it's a spirit that takes over from time to time. but in my regular State of mind I am a poet a gentleman and easy-hearted soul, then the other side the other one dresses up like a girl but still likes girls free with her soul free with her mind free with everything that I'm not and I don't feel she seems to be in touch with things emotionally around it and secure everything that I'm not. sometimes I get glimpses faded memories of things she done. and this must be quite confusing for the people that are viewing me, some say I'm gay some sandwich friends gender of whatever they want to classify I don't go for so many typical things as to classify somebody this or somebody that we're a multitude of things all wound up in one and it's something so we have an explored and some things we haven't yet begun. so if you see me in the regular state of clothes with a smile on my face or looking at my feet as I Walk on by. didn't you know that it's me poetry flowing. but when you see her all dressed up in her flamboyant clothes just know I am not one but two.
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