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Look at you look at you Look at your hair All of your 'real’ friends Care what you wear. Don’t flash a label
Love is not angry– It is Peace. Love is not greedy– It shares sti… Love does not hasten – because Lo… Love does not pain– when it is all… ~I.S.~
As an Introvert I’m not really One For starting conversations first. And it’s the dirty looks I always… That seem to hurt the worst.
Afraid of you? No, you’ve got me all wrong. It’s my heart I fear the most For it sings a different song. Lover of the ALL.
Tasked with changing the World ov… I’d say that it starts from within… Judging someone else– before check… Go on The Way – in the bed that y… no problem til it’s time to pay.
Saving our Souls Shouldn’t that be the goal? yet we’re marching little soldiers doing what we’re told. Meant to be free.
It’s like a never ending wheel and… More than enough on my plate has b… Writhing inside how many more time… If I jumped off right now would i… Dizzy and can’t seem to stand up s…
Create the World Whispers the Girl Lodged in the Rock before Time. Go back to the Curl The Beginner of Worlds
they look at you with disdain they look at you with lust they look at you with hatred they look at you with trust they think
Shattered and the glue’s not on th… Landlocked, deserted and abandoned… Finding the wheels that flow in ta… Steady the waves to understand the… Breaks in the darkness bring clari…
The intrigue is sexy. Walk with me while we sort it out. Not here for impression. Not here for the clout. Sensing you’ve already met me.
Out of everyone I meet They’ve never met an introvert. Proding at the sleeping bear Who can wake the Monster first. Rude right from the hip.
Maybe I’m worried my words will r… So many I see– falling into the d… Is it caused by getting to a place… Will I ever find out? Keeping it all in– I’ll never kno…
To see yourself within the mirror. What surprised you first– the mask… Hidden lies, secrets and tears. Dropped off the edge, the end is n… Gravity was never one to make you…
Somber sentences tell me I’m wron… Yet the beat of my heart sings a different song. Working for the man Or say the son of Sam.