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Aug 2013
I'm trying my hardest
Can't you see
I'm not doing my best
Just trying the things you tell me

You're living vicariously
Through me and
I don't think that's fair
Please look past my hand

You see my wrist
Even when I try to keep it hidden
What a shame you say nothing
I feel like my happiness is forbidden

I remember what I promised
To you and them
But promises get broken
Sorry I'm not your perfect gem
Erica M
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