A tree is a plant with a wooden body.
A man is a person of quality.
A number is used to measure quantity.
A "me" is desperate to get somebody.
The sadness I feel when someone died
The despair I felt in deplorable side
How one's physical body affects me.
How someone's emotion changes the way I see.
In a mere part of an exploration
I found myself in a deep hole.
I want my name to be mentioned.
I'm desperate to get attention.
Even with my eyes closed, I can see.
How everyone treates me differently.
Even with my mouth shut, I can speak.
"Give me attention, give it peacefully."
It was indeed my greatest weakness.
Lack of attention is my sickness.
Desperate words are the ones I'm thinking.
Just give me it. Ill give anything.
It doesnt matter how you see me.
Maybe good. But bad, maybe.
All I want is treat me the same.
I'm close to killing myself with shame.
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