I put it down
next to the piano on the bench
the 8.5 by 11 paper where my problems poured into existence
I watched it sit there
and watched them pass it
was it as invisible as me?
I looked once more
and it was gone
lets se...
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I hate myself I hate how I think
I wish I could be different every time I blink
I wonder what it's like to be someone else
Because I really don't want to be myself
I would give anything to be like her
“She's going to go fa...
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