I know time won't slow down for me
But for some reason I still can't live for myself
Bending for others
Breaking for you
Cause I can't stop myself from being used
I give a convincing argument when im up against my own head
What's one more
With a pile this large?
It's better than coming off as rude
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Pretty Isn't Everything
PoetryA collection of thoughts from someone just trying to make it through life one step at a time
