I can't go back
To that kind of job
It kills a part of me
It breaks something
Inside
I can feel
My heart tearing
I hate what I become
It makes me someone
I don't want to be
A woman I don't know
Someone I don't want
In my life
Life in San Francisco
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Transcend. Becoming what you hate is unbecoming. Be who you are, and love will become you.
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