Sometimes
Sometimes,
Sometimes I aks myself,
Do I love me?
Am I good?
Am I real?
Don't I live in a dream?
Am I perfect?
But then I realise me,
No one's perfect.
And I eather.
But I'm perfect to me.
Sometimes.
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