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Jan 2015
I know you have not a clue
for what to say.
I'm sorry for all the times
I ruined your day.
Being normal is the hardest things
on my agenda.
While surrounded by unfamiliar folks,
I won't pretend to be a.
Fake people into thinking I am a goddess,
but if I don't all what's left is a hot mess.
I can't pretend anymore,
I can't hide in the shadows alone.
You can laugh at me all you want
as my face changes expression while I'm in my
zone.
I grow up
though I'm differently changing.
My mind holds on
but my body is aging.
So don't worry about me.
Move on,
be good to yourself.
I know you are concerned
but I just can't give you thanks
for trying to help.
Treat me how you treat
anyone with a brilliant mind.
I'm not a mess,
I'm just one of a kind.
I'm very hard to find.
Been dying to say these words for years. I love me. If you don't, thats ok, I know now it is not my problem.
Luna Casablanca
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