Who Am I?
You ask who I am,
No filter?
Just a girl , interrupted,
Off kilter.
I am sweatpants and no makeup,
Eating ice cream after breakups,
I am a world traveler in my mind,
Without ever spending a dime,
I am different, of a seperate kind,
& I do not live behind the lies.
I am me.
Whoever that's supposed to be.
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