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by Jynee Sep 15, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I walk to my mirror I see what I want to see I see, a beautiful girl But its not me. Its somebody, everybody, anybody, but me I'm delayed and I refuse to see The true unpretty inside of me.You me that I'm pretty Well your attempt is shitty I know what I didn't wanna see I saw that my mirror lied to me.*vote PLEASE! there is a part. 2 coming OKAY!:)*