In a world where nothings right
In a place where nothings wrong
I wonder, who am I?
Where do I belong?
I yern something different
I long for reality
But what would be real
For a girl such as me
I do every thing last minute
A true procrastonator
I'm sorry for being bored w/ it all
And putting it off to later
Every thing is so common
I certainly stand out in the crowd
But, please, don't punish me
For being strange and proud
 
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