COPY CATS
But how do you do it?
do what?
like, doing you?
I am sorry but i don't get it.
I don't do me, I am me.
mostly what I do,they do
what's the point of answering anyway?
wolves in sheep clothing,
damn, I like your jean,
ow, thank you,,
I like what you have done to your shoes too
ow, thanks....again!
but what's the point of thanking?
when today what's seemed to be mine, is theirs tomorrow
I thought it was always a compliment,
them girls just fishing and copying the style of my hair.
og,
what do I do?
there's really nothing i can do but be me.
they'll never be me.
and that's the point.
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