I thought I’m fun
But it’s just uninteresting
Because boring still coming
I thought I’m pretty
He said I’m too beauty
Another said I’m too naughty
You said I’m ordinary
They thought I’m happy
Find you, him and another
But it’s depressing
When I found all are the same
Second met and interesting
Third met and its nothing
Then another you or another him coming
Hope… and again nothing
Because my stage is third meeting
(IeRn)
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