I am me

I am wild and quirky

I am happy

I am clever and pretty

I have many friends

I'm polite

But then again...

I am predictable

And I am in eternal inner agony

No-one needs to know

That I'm so sad

Or scared

Or angry

Because I'm not clever

Just a clever actress

I'm not pretty

I just wear too much make-up

I lie to everyone

Truth is I hate them

Please don't ask me why

I am me

I am a lier.

The End

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