The Unordinary
my reflection shines in the mirror ever so sweetly
leaving a reminder of my self of who I am not
and I question my self monthly daily and weekly
of why I am one who still hasn't forgot
cause it ain't temporary
or beneficiary
and if you try to run away it'll chase you down....scary
so many words define you like you are a dictionary
I guess that means that you are part of the unordinary
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