just felt like it
how come nobody sees me
the way i am
like the scarlet letter
just like a black lamb
im like a torn book
with a broken cover
while the text may be good
about a lonely lover
people judge me
way too quickly
by seeing how i act
and speak freely
how come those people
wont come up and see
talk and find out
the personality in me
Copyright: this = mine
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