Are you who you are?
Are you what you say you are?
Are you what you look like?
Are you the way you act
The way you move
The way you break a heart
When you enter the room
They say
If it looks like chicken
Taste like chicken
And smells like chicken
It’s chicken
But when have they been right
Because I’m not me
I’m not who I say I am
I’m not the way I look
I’m not the way I act
I’m not the way I move
I have never broken a heart
And they look away when I enter the room
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