I want everyone to like me.
The picture I post online.
The poetry I post on Wattpad.
The memories I share on Facebook.
The products I sell online.
I want everyone to like them.
I want them to like me.
To worship me as if I am one of the gods
I want to be famous but I don't want to be known.
I just want to be
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It's Not About Us (But What If It's About Us)
PoetryHe / She simply doesn't like us. Period. Sometimes it's hard to get that. That the idea is too foreign. We keep on asking and telling ourselves, "Why not? I am a limited edition, he / she will not find anyone like me." There is a bunch of reasons th...
