Peach_follows

I am worried
Too damn much
About what others think.

I dream of being
Important to you.
But when its time to shine... I shrink.

I blame myself,
Because you cant see
The beauty of my soul.

I try to hold it together,
with a tiny string,
then I lose control.

I wish that I
Could turn you on.
But, I just waste my time.

Why do I care?
They're never there...
...and my off switch works just fine.

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