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Mar 2016
stop trying to guilt me into something
you want me to be
stop trying to make me feel like I'm not good enough
to satisfy your own selfish purposes
your piecing eyes
don't faze me anymore
I'm tired of shaping myself into a person
I HATE
for what?
appearances....
so that I can stand and pose for a portrait
that if you look closely is labeled
"i'm miserable"
GIVE ME A BREAK
you don't give a  @#!
%
whether the smile on my face is genuine
Day
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Day  20/Androgynous/St Louis
(20/Androgynous/St Louis)   
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