I keep to myself, and mind my own.
I speak wise shit, for my flavor of words always burns in disgue.
I don't need spotlight or fame just A listening ear in vain.
My thoughts are the realest with no shame, that's why I have life to blame. Thoughts of sorrow and pain keep the quiet woman "sane."
But you see I wish my mind could take pictures, cause even with paper I can't think of 100 words.
Too bad there's too many glitches.........
So no one see's me, therefore I'm unheard of.
That's fine, just address me when I'm good enough.
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