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If your mind
is not empty sometimes
There is no room
for real thoughts-
Leave that shit behind
and focus
on something
with meaning;
Enough
bullshit-
Faces are not always
pretty-
by the way
when I wake up I'm ugly
my tits aren't that perky
and I am not perfect
nor do I
crave
such a word
to describe
myself with.
I'm alone
and I like
it just fine
But sometyimes
it gets too
lonely
to be alone
all the time.
Sometimes
I'm just like you-
I pretend
and forget
Sometimes
I'm just like me-
always wishing I wasn't
something....