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 Questions That Carry No Answer
I wish I knew what people think, when they look at me.
Am I pretty or am I ugly? I want to know what they see.
I want to know if more think bad, or if I am liked by all.
Sometimes I try to walk with the feeling they want me to crawl.
I have confidence I just wish I knew, if I needed some change.
It really bothers me, when people look at me and non-verbally say I'm strange.
Ah screw everyone I no longer care, I'm a person too.
Your dirty looks wont do any good, because I don't have to care about the opinions of people like you.
Everyone wishes they knew the truth about how others think
If we knew then we wouldn't feel like there's a missing link.



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