LearningHowToLoveYourself
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I lived alone.
Not a soul nearby,
I could cry and scream
and nobody would hear a thing.
I thought that was life.
That was all.
But you made me realize how small
I am a girl who puts on makeup to feel beautiful
I am a girl who put extensions in her hair to feel wanted
I am a girl who wear pretty dresses to feel girly
The wise old man is believed insane,
the fool laughs first.
What an ironic suffling of the dealer's deck,
what sad misconceptions accepted by billions.
Fact is fiction, but fiction is fact.
