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Why Is This?

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...

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Written by
brittany-cather
American
Published
Jun 8, 2010
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xoxo not quite sure if this is finished.

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