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I'm a short little monster,I stand at five feet and two inches.I have my life figured out.I'm going to college,I'm going to be a massage therapist and get a business degree,I want to open a homeless shelter.I want to smile nonstop and help the helpless.I want to learn,I refuse to be like most parents.I want my children to have a mother who can help with their homework,who understands it,who comes home from work happy not pissed.I want to love,I want to live,I want to experience.I'm way to immature for this world,I don't think I'll ever be that responsible adult you're trained to become,I think I'll always be the girl who hits the snooze button on the alarm clock until I'm running late,who blames everyone and everything besides myself,who plays on playgrounds and chases after the ice cream man,who colors and when I do gets that sparkle in my eye.Who believes in true love and holds faith in finding it,who still believes promises aren't meant to be broken,who watches Saturday morning cartoons.I'll always be that girl who sounds words out and gets frustrated when they aren't correct.Who laughs at the wrong moments,and spaces when I should be paying attention.I'll always be that girl who tries to help everyone and never give myself the time I need.Who trips over my feet and stutters over my words,Who's shy but way too loud.Who smiles when everything's wrong and refuses to cry in front of people.I'll always have my music to loud and my make up too heavy.I'll still sing songs that you haven't even thought of in years.I'll always be sloppy and childish,I'll always be a disastrous person.I cant picture my life any other way.
I'm A Master Piece, The Artist Just Ran Out Of Paint

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