First I blamed it on everybody And the society But my lack of happiness I have to excuse on account Of pickiness. I want someone who's sensitive But to a point And can be a shoulder for me Without acting as a burden, Someone who can lean on mine, too Without smothering me And being needy. A sense of humor at the right time Not hermits, please. I suppose I'm all alone Because I'm too picky.Birth sign: Gemini
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