Someone who can cry and bleed.
I wish they saw something more.
But still the trap me in this horror.
And though I scream and fight and yell,
They keep me in this bubbly shell.
Just to say they disapprove,
Then go around to change their mood.
All I want is for them to know.
That I love myself, yet I am so much mroe.
Then what they seem to want to see.
I guess they'll never know the real me.
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Ashlie Pfeifer
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