I need you to understand that there are different versions of me.
There is who I am when I am at work, who I am with my mother, and who I am with my father
coincidentally, that is also who I am when I am biting my tongue.
There is who I am with my friends, who I am online, and who I am alone
she is unfiltered, the truest form of me.
There is who I was growing up, who I was in college, and who I was with them
also known as who I was when I felt alone.
There is who I am in my head, who I am to strangers, and who I am perceived to be
the only version of me I cannot control,
so I need you to see it all.
Acknowledge every fraction and let me find myself again with you.
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