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My hair is not wavy long My smile leaves much to be desired My voice can't keep to the tune of song My personality has long expired I stay up till 2am No need for beauty rest Because zombie walking through days Eyes clouded with grey Is when I'm at my very best My poetry is mediocre I failed my English test I'm a contradiction But I wish I was normal like the rest I've always come across as a little off Like stale milk or green bread And I bet you the Nile is as long as my list of young regrets. But how can I not live? Time's a ticketing-tock I have to undo the lock on my life and the strife of my family debts that caused us to be stuck here In the depths of ambitious hopelessness. And confused I may be But I tell you that, one day, we will be. And I promise if you let me, Freddy I'll be the best friend you'll ever have All I have to do is plan                                     my steps and                                                  try not to step                                                      so hard on your booted toes anymore, I am going to try. And I will never cry or fall For a man, as tall or tattooed Because his arms are like a noose Who leaves you to hang And you'll feel to Never Live Again.
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Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 12:01 PM UTC
Let's Be Honest
My hair is not wavy long My smile leaves much to be desired My voice can't keep to the tune of song My personality has long expired I stay up till 2am No need for beauty rest Because zombie walking through days Eyes clouded with grey Is when I'm at my very best My poetry is mediocre I failed my English test I'm a contradiction But I wish I was normal like the rest I've always come across as a little off Like stale milk or green bread And I bet you the Nile is as long as my list of young regrets. But how can I not live? Time's a ticketing-tock I have to undo the lock on my life and the strife of my family debts that caused us to be stuck here In the depths of ambitious hopelessness. And confused I may be But I tell you that, one day, we will be. And I promise if you let me, Freddy I'll be the best friend you'll ever have All I have to do is plan                                     my steps and                                                  try not to step                                                      so hard on your booted toes anymore, I am going to try. And I will never cry or fall For a man, as tall or tattooed Because his arms are like a noose Who leaves you to hang And you'll feel to Never Live Again.
Me being completely honest about my life.
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Rochellewashereagain
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Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 12:01 PM UTC
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