I know they'll call me a freak.
I know they'll call me a weirdo.
I know they'll call me a b***h.
I know that all.
I know they'll stare at me,
think I'm hideous,
ugly,
stupid,
fat,
and of course,
CRAZY.
But I'm okay with that.
I don't care what you wish to call me.
I don't mind this insanity,
that you put upon yourselves.
I'd like to hear that I'm beautiful,
pretty,
original,
or at least smart.
I know it'll never happen.
I can dream though.
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