There's something I want, I want it so bad.
This thing I've always wanted, but I've never had.
I'm surrounded by it every day of my life,
Each day without it, I feel punctured by a knife.
I desire this thing that everyone else seems to withhold,
Every day I search for it, but the routine gets old.
I've been living my life feeling self pity,
Because all I want in this world is to be pretty.
I live my life knowing that I will never be,
So I wish we would all go blind, so no one could see.
This thing I've always wanted, but I've never had.
I'm surrounded by it every day of my life,
Each day without it, I feel punctured by a knife.
I desire this thing that everyone else seems to withhold,
Every day I search for it, but the routine gets old.
I've been living my life feeling self pity,
Because all I want in this world is to be pretty.
I live my life knowing that I will never be,
So I wish we would all go blind, so no one could see.



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