I can't be perfect, I make mistake, love people I shouldn't, I treat myself like I'm not worth it. I see everything through blinded eyes. I cry when I'm alone. I feel the emptiness of my soul and it shakes my nerves. I paint with fear but love snapping pictures when life is moving at a regular paces. When I smile I light up everyones heart who is near. I am not perfect, I was never met to be, I am just me.
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