You don't know me
and I don't know you.
Let's keep it that way,
it's best if you know nothing of me
and I'm sure it's the same with you.
For you will never understand me,
I don't fulling understand myself,
so how can you, a complete stranger understand a girl like me?
I know what the statistics say,
I am not ignorant.
But I do know that we are all individuals,
So no Miss, I'm not like the others,
I am me.
A girl who is trying to figure out her way
in this godforsaken world.
So do me a favor,
don't peel back the layers
'cause you're not going to like what you see.
Back to your home
and leave mine,
you are my mother's sister,
and you may know me through her perspective,
but I promise you her point of view is 110% than mine.
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