To all the people who think they know what’s best for me. Who think they know what goes on in my head. Who think they have even the faintest clue what makes my heart heavy or happy. To those who think they know what I’m passionate about. Who think they know what keeps me going when I’ve been beaten and feel like staying down. To those who think they know why I fight, why I love, and why I trust. To all those who have the audacity to tell me what is best for my feelings, my life...my heart:
How dare you pretend to know who I am.
Hmm... I know this feeling.
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