Friday, 2 September 2011

I dont keep a mirror on my wall
I dont keep a photo on my shelf
Even though i walk on tall
I do not really like myself

Its photographs i really hate
One fatal click and its too late
brodcasted to a hundred friends
the embarresment just never ends

no matter what my parents say
these faults will never go away

when i get ready of a night
my friends will say you look alright
when really i can plainly see
there just being nice to me

be happy just the way you are
thats easyer siad then done

im happy till i see  photographs
they stop me having fun !






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