Paste

I’m not special, pretty or even all that smart

Inside of me are all these pieces of what used to be a heart.

I’m not convinced the world will change with my smile,

But I paste one on and I pretend for a while.

Listen to people telling me who I should be,

I often wonder what it would be like to be free.

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