I'm not reading me
When I read all of these
Old poems full of misery.
I'm not reading me.
I never thought I'd end up here.
Full of love, and low on hate.
Maybe those days were a mistake
Or maybe I'm just fake.
I'm completely new
With a new attitude.
Used to wanna choke the queen
but now I want to be her...
and beat her.
I'm not reading me
When I read all of these
Old poems full of misery.
I'm not reading me.
Did my pain change me?
Is it supposed to shame me?
My smile is painted on
Yeah it's not natural.
Does that make it not real?
I'm not reading me
I'm a wannabe queen
I'm not reading me
What you get is not
What you see.
When I read all of these
Old poems full of misery.
I'm not reading me.
I never thought I'd end up here.
Full of love, and low on hate.
Maybe those days were a mistake
Or maybe I'm just fake.
I'm completely new
With a new attitude.
Used to wanna choke the queen
but now I want to be her...
and beat her.
I'm not reading me
When I read all of these
Old poems full of misery.
I'm not reading me.
Did my pain change me?
Is it supposed to shame me?
My smile is painted on
Yeah it's not natural.
Does that make it not real?
I'm not reading me
I'm a wannabe queen
I'm not reading me
What you get is not
What you see.



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