Who I am

December 29, 2008
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I have no name

and no one cares

I get mean looks and hurtful stares

I live in a world of poverty and fame

where the prostitutes and whores are the only well-known names

I'm an invisible soul, who's head hangs to the floor

I'll never look you in the eye, no one knows me anymore

if I were beautiful and thin, I'd have a much better stance

until then, you wouldn't give a damn about who I am

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