To the girl who was said to be perfect,
Does she share the same thinking?
She is human, and she is weak.
She is weak, and she also cries.
Her dreams were different to the dream that society wants her to dream of.
They want her to be successful, but all she wants is to find the way to forever.
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My Daily Pill
PoetryA compilation of thoughts from Day 1 to present. (Finished) Other works: Overdosed Misplaced
