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The words rings in my ears Printed across my forehead My worst fear exposed Right when I thought... I thought... Why do I keep thinking? And hoping? Trying to be Trying How many people think so? Or rather How many know? These rips in my jeans Don't change me If only eyeliner did the trick The loud music Doesn't make me one of them No matter how hard I try But I guess everyone can see See through this disguise While overlooking what I want them to see
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Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 2:33 PM UTC
Wannabe Emo
The words rings in my ears Printed across my forehead My worst fear exposed Right when I thought... I thought... Why do I keep thinking? And hoping? Trying to be Trying How many people think so? Or rather How many know? These rips in my jeans Don't change me If only eyeliner did the trick The loud music Doesn't make me one of them No matter how hard I try But I guess everyone can see See through this disguise While overlooking what I want them to see
You tried to bring me down, it worked. I hoped no one knew I was just a wannabe but apparently you did. It only hurts because you're right
RedsoxMaddie
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Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 2:33 PM UTC
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