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Mar 13, 2007 18:11

i'll look at you
and tell you
how beautiful you are
and tall and smart
and that she's just jealous
and you're not just
just a failure
just a wannabe

comfort you
and support you
until your face glows again
like it did a long time ago
before you knew
what makeup was

build you up
as if i could
compare you to blocks
make you feel like
nobody is as wonderful

and you forget me
don't tell me that
i'm tall and smart
or that i have
a way with words
and creative eyes

i smile to keep you happy
not that you ever know
why can't you see
that it isn't just about you
and i'm not just
a fucking shoulder

i know its hard to think
that i'm more than just words
that help you with
all of your shit
i have insecurities too
and my time is never
never ever reciprocated

the hours i spend on the phone
just listening with the
occasional i know how you feel
because i do
even though its always about you
because you never know what to do
you feel those stupid remarks
just wanted you to know
me too.
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