I wish I could be,
a different person.
Maybe with nicer hair.
Or for starters a typical life.
I hat all the memories,
That course through me.
All it does,
is prove to me,
how different I really am.
And all the flaws,
that I have.
What if there was a way,
that all the pain,
could go away?
All the problems,
would be gone.
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