You’re pretty and perfect and I know I’m just not
You’re beautiful when you scowl gorgeous when you pout
When you frown
When you’re thinking
When you’re playing a part
When you’re tired from working
When you’re down when you’re not
You have such beauty within you I cannot speak I am not worthy of it though I used to think
Used to think
And it’s playing off key now you see because it started without pain and then that’s all there was
How can I keep doing this if I hate every word?
Yet here I am. I am here. Wherever here is anymore.
At least I can say I couldn’t do it alone
The drugs are good
So much thinking is gone.
Elucidating Questions 
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