Myself
I’ve never liked myself
I always wanted to be different
From what I am
But what I am
Was my destiny
And I have lived with it
How good for those who don’t have this feeling
They march like satisfied turkeys
Toward Thanksgiving Day.
Copyright © Betim Muco | Year Posted 2011
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