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So it turns out
I was wrong.
It turns out
My opinion doesn't mean shit.
It turns out
I'm very easily swayed.
It turns out
I'm on good terms now.
I guess.
It turns out
I'm not worth shit now.
It turns out
I never got over my downs.
I remember.
That night in my bedroom,
I told someone,
I considered close.
Told them almost everything.
Almost.
This isn't fucking Oprah.
Of course she told me first.
Played it off well
But
It turns out
I never had my perky cheerleader,
My demolition lover
(Only we weren't in love).
We were supposed to go down
In a slew of flames.
Making people remember our names.
We were supposed to show them
Who's who
And
What's what
And
How's how.
Now,
We barely say hi.
It turns out
I'm a coward.
Or
A good girl.
I wanna take back the coward part now.
Ma would say I did good.
Ma probably thinks I'm dirty though.
Ma's right.
In some ways.
It turns out
Since I did what she said
I should have
CATHOLIC
On my chest now.
Yet as I run my fingers over the scars
(No I won't look)
I feel
GULLIBLE.
They always said it was the dumb ones
Who talked the loudest.
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I forgot to post yesterday. Bad me. But it's up now. Now, please review.
I was wrong.
It turns out
My opinion doesn't mean shit.
It turns out
I'm very easily swayed.
It turns out
I'm on good terms now.
I guess.
It turns out
I'm not worth shit now.
It turns out
I never got over my downs.
I remember.
That night in my bedroom,
I told someone,
I considered close.
Told them almost everything.
Almost.
This isn't fucking Oprah.
Of course she told me first.
Played it off well
But
It turns out
I never had my perky cheerleader,
My demolition lover
(Only we weren't in love).
We were supposed to go down
In a slew of flames.
Making people remember our names.
We were supposed to show them
Who's who
And
What's what
And
How's how.
Now,
We barely say hi.
It turns out
I'm a coward.
Or
A good girl.
I wanna take back the coward part now.
Ma would say I did good.
Ma probably thinks I'm dirty though.
Ma's right.
In some ways.
It turns out
Since I did what she said
I should have
CATHOLIC
On my chest now.
Yet as I run my fingers over the scars
(No I won't look)
I feel
GULLIBLE.
They always said it was the dumb ones
Who talked the loudest.
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I forgot to post yesterday. Bad me. But it's up now. Now, please review.
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