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Jun 2010
Every morning I get up out of bed,
First thing I do is shake my head,
Once I get dressed,
I realize I have no one to impress,
Forget about the make-up,
I don’t need to look pretty,
Most say I have a natural beauty,
And I think I just look ******,
I look around at everybody,
They all have their perfect relationships,
But I don’t, But I can't,
Is there something wrong,
Nothing every works out for me,
Why is this...
xoxo not quite sure if this is finished.
Written by
Brittany Cather
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