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I’m but a mess Too much, and yet not enough Constantly holding myself back From what, I don’t know Perhaps people knowing me too much The true imperfections Not just the ones I half heartily laugh about The ones that I cry out in an attempt to warn people No it’s probably the ones that I don’t mention Even to myself After they’re revealed, surely they will hate me Leave me once again
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Apr 2, 2023
Apr 2, 2023 at 4:38 AM UTC
Mess
I’m but a mess Too much, and yet not enough Constantly holding myself back From what, I don’t know Perhaps people knowing me too much The true imperfections Not just the ones I half heartily laugh about The ones that I cry out in an attempt to warn people No it’s probably the ones that I don’t mention Even to myself After they’re revealed, surely they will hate me Leave me once again
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Apr 2, 2023
Apr 2, 2023 at 4:38 AM UTC
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