she wishes she was "deep"
pretending to gaze at the sky
her expression of fabricated mesmorization
can't fool me
she wants to be an artist
she wants to feel universes come to life
between her fingertips
but she tries too hard
she wants to be foreign
costumes her toungue in new accents each day
wishing to travel the globe
she dreams of ferries sailing
she wants to be rich
to dance with silk and satin
with pearls lining her neck
like tiny sparkling moons
when she is quiet
she gazes into the mirror
and she wonders
how do i be me?












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