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Sometimes I stand in front of

the mirror and laugh at myself.

I’m silly, ugly, dorky, clumsy

And so much more.



I have pain and I’m hurt.

Look at me, I’m nothing.

What is my purpose on earth…?

Nothing.



Does the mirror lie?

Is my reflection wrong?

Who is that boy looking back at me?

That’s me.



I’m crazy and shy,

that’s why I’m so alone

but I like it.

I will die alone and old in my cold bed.

Please don’t talk to me, leave me

And laugh at me.



Ha Ha Ha