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when you sit in my room and you play with my things and you admire my life i feel special. when i go to your broken home and walk through the bottles of whiskey and ash trays i feel lucky. when your dad yells at you for being a queer i feel sympathetic. when you talk about your mom doing heroin in front of you i feel grateful. when you roll up in your mercedes i feel worthy. when you talk about living on your own and backpacking through europe i feel adventurous. when we go to shows and all the boys talk to you i feel sorry. when we go to the bookstore and you don't look around because you don't read i feel privileged. when you're putting on your make up and you fix your hair i feel pretty. when you're playing your guitar and in between writing down lyrics i feel envious. when you take drugs and walk around strung out i feel awake. when you're staying in bed 'til 2pm not because you're an insomniac but because you're a drunk i feel energetic. when you're the life of the party i feel bored. when you do something simply for the hell of doing it i feel surprised. when you talk about surviving an abusive dad i feel intimidated. when you're sitting crying there with no one to talk to i feel courageous. when you're sitting on the sidewalk and people throw their cigarette butts at you i feel glad that i am me.