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Maybe I wear baggies and white socks with flip-flops, maybe I don't like listening to rave and I'm not on the social mountaintops, maybe I don't care about the things that make your worlds twirl, maybe you look at me and think: Gee, what a nothing girl. Maybe I like giving smiles which seems to be a sin today, and maybe I allow my imagination to sometimes run away, maybe you don't understand this and that's why you cannot see, if this make me a nothing girl, hey, that's ok with me! The world makes you believe your personality mustn't be detected, your face must be picture perfect and wear cloths just the best, to be accepted. Maybe I look at you and feel sorry that you're blind, robots you have became, yourself you'll never find.
God made you, as well as me, this means I am something, the world is a liar and if I must be a nothing for you to see it, then so be it!
