After she asked if I wanted to know what she thought about
me, and I said ‘no’.
But now she’s got me thinking, they always say I‘m ‘sweet’
Or ‘Cute’ or something equally shit I already know.
If you’re gonna tell me something about myself tell me
something I don’t
Tell me why I can’t sleep at night and spend whole days
writing poems
Tell me why it is that I’m a bit crazy I don’t give a shit
what makes me sweet
Tell me why at some times I seem a little ocd.
Tell me anything about myself, or even better tell me about
you
I’d like to hear that. And I don’t give a fuck why I’m cute.
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