Reading books I've read before,
Relating to and adoring them more.
Is it concerning how much I relate?
Or am I just a teenager about to deflate?
They say, they don't mean to drift away,
Neither do I, together we'll decay.
I love my books, I really do,
But sometimes it's just my life, nothing's new.
I feel like I'm in a different place,
But it's the same none-the-less just a new case.
I try to read Horror, or Fantasy you know,
But it's just not the same, not quite like home.
So, I try watching movies or anime instead,
But no-matter what, I just feel dead.
So, I read books, depressing ones you see,
Just to know that characters are like me.
There's just one show that feels like home,
'Ginny and Georga', that's the real comb.
The comb that hurts, and pulls your hair,
But you can't get a new one, so you just despair.
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