I'm sick of pretending
Like I'm something special
That I actually mean something
Like I'll be missed
When the truth is
I am nothing
I'm a useless thing that takes up air
I act like I'm strong and independent
But to be extremely fair
So many of us do
I know we may be wrong
But we're all so sick of pretending
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ESTÁ A LER
My Book Of Poetry
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