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Tomorrow i dont want to be different but only for a day
If I look like they do.. they'll have nothing mean to say
I could make my hair look just like their's and
practice how they walk
And maybe try not to speak or they will recognise my talk
If only I was magic I could make my self invisible
Or make my self blend in im tired of feeling miserable
I try to understand why they just don't like...
Thursday 3rd December 2020 1:11 pm
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