awriter
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Are you down
For some
Of those haters hating
Down for
Making thousands of haters
That are just disguised as fans
Who won't admit they like your shi*
They're to busy
Wanting to be you
I wanted to be funny, but they told me I was sensible.
I wanted to be lovable, but they told me I was repulsive.
I wanted to be nice, but they told me I was unrefined.
It begins like a whisper.
Something so small clicks,
it’s almost missed
and yet,
shivers wave over your skin
like a mist.
You sense something emerge
An impulse,
an urge
