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Got into college by admitting I hate myself
It was optional
But that’s good ‘ol me,
Isn’t it?
Attention seeking
Lonely
Annoying
Friendless
Desperate.
But not her.
I know she’s in there
The mirror smiles back
She’s pretty
She’s funny
The boys trip over themselves for her
She has it all figured it out
The angel
Voice of honey
So sickly sweet
So proudly proud
What a clown i am
Hiding behind the mask
Pretending to be her
Little me would look up to her
“Why can’t we be her”
Something she asks
But something we both wonder
Quite frankly i pity myself
For the girl i could be
But i’m so gray all the time
So i can’t be happy
I linger in my sadness
And i make it into poetry
I’m sad all the time
And no one will read it
My heart is split skies
Like a storm in florida
Can’t you guess who’s who?
The sunshine, the lightning
The breeze, the rain
The smile, the frown
The summer, the winter
The spring, the fall.