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You may look pleasing And slowly but surely I'm realising Your personality was deceiving. Why are you led by, and follow the flock. You've turned a nightingale into a bird that mocks. I'm not a pebble, to be thrown around, I am rock, I will stay on this ground Even when my head is in the clouds. I stand out not just now and then, I let people walk all over me even though I am stronger than them. I am not the sharpest pencil in the pencil case, I am not the girl that all the boys chase, I might not have swag, but I have grace. I may walk like a fairy princess, But to me, that makes all the difference. So I might be the ugly duckling, To find myself, I might be struggling... So you'll see my collecting my Oscar, the third. I'll be grateful for being the ugly duckling, and not a mockingbird.
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May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 4:00 PM UTC
Mockingbird
You may look pleasing And slowly but surely I'm realising Your personality was deceiving. Why are you led by, and follow the flock. You've turned a nightingale into a bird that mocks. I'm not a pebble, to be thrown around, I am rock, I will stay on this ground Even when my head is in the clouds. I stand out not just now and then, I let people walk all over me even though I am stronger than them. I am not the sharpest pencil in the pencil case, I am not the girl that all the boys chase, I might not have swag, but I have grace. I may walk like a fairy princess, But to me, that makes all the difference. So I might be the ugly duckling, To find myself, I might be struggling... So you'll see my collecting my Oscar, the third. I'll be grateful for being the ugly duckling, and not a mockingbird.
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May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 4:00 PM UTC
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