how much?
how long?
why?
why does
it hurt
so much
for so long?
Why aren´t I that strong?
that focused?
that admirable?
Why am I so human?
so dependent
so insecure
so lost
Why aren´t I
like my internet profile?
Carefully thought
Planned
Flawless
The perfect hair
The perfect light
The superior feelings
Hobbies and habits
I dont need no touches
I´d rather look bad
and have a chance
to feel
to be human
and burn
and live through
Never trust a perfect person
Those never get fixed
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