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As an extrovert,
I guess I need a friend,
but when I start talking to someone,
Other people have no end.

If you’re a girl and I’m nice to you,
it’s as if I laid a curse,
Because people will start shipping,
making things unnecessarily worse.

The most I’m looking for,
is more of like a sister,
I just got out of boys’ school,
I’m not looking to be anyone’s mister.

Thank goodess,
that my skin is rather thicke,
for others’ imaginary blurred lines,
are starting to make me sick.

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