The world’s supposed to know my name. Thought one day I’d learn to sing.

Thought one day someone would see me act.

Just thought one day, I’d be

someone.

Maybe mean something.

Doesn’t seem achievable now that i’ve failed life.

Who’d wanna watch another movie about

a depressed failure?

Seven billion people in the world.

What makes me different?

Because I can lie with makeup on?

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