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Sep 2014
I agree wholeheartedly
be who you wanna be.
But is that who
I outta be?

Is there a prophecy?
Will anybody
be proud of me?

Cause I can't rely on self.
If I'm looking to feel
satisfied, I am
of no help.

Always hungry.
If ambition is my bread,
then what is the
lunch meat?
Jennifer Weiss
Written by
Jennifer Weiss  Biloxi
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