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The Bullshit I Go Through


I'm the person who wants attention and craves affection Yeah i'm not the girl I used to be and I admit I let a lot of stuff get to me Everyday I go to school with what society would call a smile But I call it bullshit Yeah thats what it is This has been really hard to come to terms with and admit But I'm also atelophobic I fear rejection to it's highest peak and I'm afraid.. Afriad I'll never be accepted under any circumstance My soul constantly wanders the Boulevard of Broken Dreams Waiting Waiting for someone to come and tell me, "Felia, you look fine the way you are." Or "You don't need all that blush, go natural today." Or "Go eat some lunch at school, stop trying to starve yourself to lose that extra 5 lbs." What most people don't understand is that I'm fighting a battle with myself And my conscience seems to be the commander of the army
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TIFFANY
heyy heyyy heyyy feliaa our poem turned out great !!!

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