Comin' to terms with the change in you,
Always changin yerself, pleasing lives around you..
Did they deserve it or
did they not??
Don't know about it,
but its left a dark spot..
They seem to see it,
but they don't really care..
Yer one of em now,
with a viselike stare..
Deep inside you may feel it too,
These wrongs ain't what ya liked to do..
Just Peel off yer potato skin,
trash it in a faraway bin..
Dry clean those onion tears..
Dare not cry it out fer someone so near..
Just be how ya were born to be, baby..
cuz deception only adorns the ugly..
Don't hurt the ones you've loved, lady..
never change fer the undeserved..
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