I can stand at the peak of a skyscraper
But I will never touch the sky
I can buy infinite tickets for planes
But I will never learn to fly
I can be as honest as I can
But I'll always slip and tell a lie
I can act social and outgoing
But I'll always secretly be shy
I can put on my façade and smile
But I will always cry
And I can live my life to the fullest today
But I will inevitably die
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The Scrambled Philosophies That I Call Thoughts
PoetryThe scattered musings about love and life by a(n) (a)musing girl who knows little of either.
