When I was a child I obsessed about trivial things creating jealousy Proving my superiority in knowledge Crying over hairline fractions of my hearts Men that would not have me and my determination to have them anyway When I was a child I held onto shallow things Hidden selfishness and victimness Now that I am on my way I leave behind childish thingsBirth sign: Gemini
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