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i hate the world

and all their sympathy cries

their death-like stares

and arrogant sighs

they say im conceited

so what if i am

they think their words hurt me

but i rise above them

they try to take my flaws

and use them against me

i go to bat for them

and they turn against me

i dont really care anymore

but they wont just let me be

instead of trying to please them

i maybe should start focusing on me