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Immature

I look in your eyes and i see her staring back at me

I want to choke on the perfect air surrounding me

I hate that school and what it means

I despise that town with its simplicity

I feel as if i will never be able to grow up

I'm stuck in a rut it has a tight hold

That room has memories that are not me

As you kiss my neck and run your hand up my thigh, i see you pushing her up against the wall in the corner of my eye

I want to spit the taste of bitterness and jealousy of out my mouth but it clings to my throat, it wont go out

I know that you see only perfection in me

When i look in the mirror all i see are my own comparisons staring back at me

I'll never be your perfect woman, someone with dignity and grace

I cling to you for everyone else has sinply gone away

left me alone with you only yo stay

Its been YEARS and I'm still obsessed with the past

get me out of this place, let me have peace at last

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