the things i thought i was good at
i actually can't do.i thought i could sing,
then i started hating my voice.i thought i had a pretty smile,
then i noticed i didn't like it.i thought i could write,
then the words stopped coming.maybe i'm fake,
maybe i'm just like the rest.
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