I am me
I was born different
As we all are
I was born blessed
With a curse that is me
My mind blocks all around me
And I block all round my mind
My heart blocks true love
And I block true love from my heart
No I am not cursed
Neither have I been blessed
I am ordinary and common
But ordinary is what isn't
And common is the unknown
Yes I am me
And I don't mean to be rude
But I am who I am
I don't know who I am
I only know that who I am I am
If you don't like it
Screw you
Because I'm me
So screw me
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