These shoes have a speed limit.
All these friends and nothing to smile for... She's not sure how to handle this stuff so locks down and can't focus.
The other half jests on sexual reference and bad behaviour.
The cleavage catching everyone's attention.
The uncomfort took me back to my teenage years yet did not lash out. I'm either more grown up or have been tamed slightly.
"everyone loves you, but no one likes you..." the comment repeating continuously in my head.
Is it that ironic and subtly intricate that it is to elude the mindful and be enjoyed by the lazy?
Regress and smile.
- Sleeps
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