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We, Togther, Are One
We Bleed.
We Love.
We Live.
We Laugh.
See?
We’re not all that different.
Just because you have more green for Prada,
And less love from Daddy,
Makes you like the rest of us.
You’re human.
You have good things,
You have bad things.
You’re gorgeous in expensive apparel,
But Daddy’s never home to appreciate it.
You’re the same too.
We all want the things we can’t have.
You’ve got almost every girl at your fingertips,
But the one you can’t have is the only one you’ve got eyes for.
We Dream.
We Make Mistakes.
We Fall in Love.
We become gorgeous,
While all the while we were admired before.
See?
You’re just like us.
Hunt.
Jump.
Dart.
Love.
Wish.
Want.
Need.
Please?
Nope.
You’ve only got eyes for one girl now.
We’re all human.
But why does it seem like I’m not?
I’m not beautiful?
I’m not worth it?
I am too.
I’m loved.
I’m admired.
I Dream.
What’s so wrong with all of that?