how peculiar it is when people are kind!

the mere possibility never entered my mind

how could people be kind to a stranger like me

offer me smiles as if they cannot see

this terrible beast that i have become

i make children cry and grown men run

all of my life I’ve been running from lies

which haunt me forever, and make me despise

all the things that i am, although none of it’s true

but now people are kind…how strange!

What’s a girl to do?

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