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I hate that I hate myself.
I hate that I think I hate myself,
When the truth is, I don't.
I don't hate who I am, or what I look like.
I hate that people hate how I am.
I am a person.
Because I love you.
I will admit when I am wrong.
Because I love you..
I won't ever do you wrong.
Because I love you..
I will build a rapport.
Because I love you..
Oh say can you see?
The blue ocean and palm trees
Majestic land that's in front of me
The beautiful sights and views
The tourists with hearts that are true
Warm sand and the bright sun
When my dad lets me borrow the car
I don't even have to drive far
As soon as the car is on
I turn up my favorite song
As soon as I arrive, I embrace the others who have already arrived
With hugs
When poets fall in love,
The gods themselves weep
For they know of the souls,
The minds,
The hearts
That will be unhinged
And yet mended.
Each breath rolls off their tongues
This one's for the kids that don't have moms.
This one's for the kids that don't have dads.
This one's for the kids that have social anxiety.
This one's for the kids that suffer addiction.
