lunes, 31 de agosto de 2015


i may not like the same music you hear
i may not like concerts
i may not share even a half of things you love
i tend to be sad, it's the way i live
i may not be the prettiest one around
i may not do the things you expect
i tend to make mistakes, i'm very human
i may cry almost every night for almost any reason
i may change so easily and quickly
i may be a mess inside
as imperfect as outside
i may think strangely
i tend to be lonely, i like being alone
i may be a thousand things you don't expect
a thousand things you don't like
and i may not be that other thousand you like
but i bet there's one, that can unite us
(and i may not have a reason for writing this
but i already did)

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