Theres so much ii can saii
But mean so Little
& ii can try more each & every daii
But iit wont make a diifference to uu
My words can be as beautiful as the flowers of may
But ii can also sound dumb, as if ii was the april's fool
But see thats jus apart of my charm
The power of beiinq misunderstood
As quiet as a whisper but can qo off lyke an alarm
Thinqs ii diidnt do that uu thouqht ii could
ii am not the person uu know
But yet the person uu see
As much of this personality ii've shown
uu can neva realize thats not all of me.
Do uu understand.?
Or am ii styll miissunderstood
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