Attention, My Conviction
My life consists of nothing.
Underestimated boring.
Yet people are still adoring.
And here I am forlorning.
I don't crave this attention.
Something I never mentioned.
It is my own detention.
Attention, my conviction.
Copyright © Taylor Jenkins | Year Posted 2010
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