To protect myself of what you think

I washed my personality down the sink

If you knew the real me, I wouldn't be liked that much

You could feel the cold in my blood through every touch

I was considered evil, even a tormented child

I spent my days contemplating, my mind going wild

But that all changed once i made a new me

Blind to the world only my mind could see

I built a sweet person nice and calm

But I'm reminded of my past by the cuts on my palm
 
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