self thought.
Trying to resolve my complication with myself,
Contemplating what is fine isn’t good enough,
What if I want to be extraordinary, What if I want to be unique,
Why do we dictate ourselves into the misconception that others opinions make us perfect,
Why can we not rupture the vain of “different”
Then resuscitate it back to “beautiful”
Now I know I am everything.
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