My Number One Critic My number one critic is very strange She likes nothing I do She is very rude to me to She is mean and cruel She acts as if I am incapable of anything She doesn’t help me to believe in myself She is so much like me it is unreal we talk the same We walk the same as if we have fame She is not famous why can she talk that way about the work I do I am not famous why do I talk that way bout the work of other’s I say somthings to myself about my work that is cruel and mean But who is this critic I dread to see I dread to meet She walks like me she talks like me She acts just like me She is me…Birth sign: Pisces
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