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May 2014
"Why do you have to be like this?"
"Why can't you just be this way?"
"Why can't you be--?"
Be what?
Be perfect?
Sorry dear, what you see is what you're gonna get.

I'm done pretending,
I'm done trying,
I'm done caring.
I'll never be what you want!

I've tried my whole life to be perfect.
But what does that even mean?!
Whatever it is, it's something I'll never be.

Criticize all you want,
Tear me limb from limb,
I'll never be what you want.
I've wasted all my time,
I've wasted all these years,
I'm done.
Sorry dear.
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Ashlei Cottom
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Ashlei Cottom  Shelton,WA
(Shelton,WA)   
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