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I'd like to write a poem or prose so nice
The ones that ooze with good advice
The types full of wisdom and truth
The ones that can calm and soothe

Or maybe a verse full of wit
That'll make readers go "That's neat!"
But all I can come up with is this lousy thing
About the things I keep wishing

I should come to terms with it
I really can't write for shit
DAMMIT!

Free Palestine!

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v Thursday, November 27, 2003 v

Sometimes being with others especially your close friends, is just a ringing sign of your inadequacies. Everyone's far much more prettier, funnier, friendlier than me, I don't feel special at all. There's nothign great about me and if there was someone else in my place, they'd love her just as much. I don't think I'm making a big difference, I'm just doing what others would do in my place. So leave me alone & don't say I'm wonderful. Because I'm not.

I wanna feel special, but I'm not. So who am I kidding when I look into the mirror and think, "Hey, I'm not that bad."
I think if you all were to know the real me, you'd hate me, for I'm mean, lazy, disgusting, hypocritical & shallow.

~wYLdeFiLLy~ 3:10 pm [+]