Poem 2

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Stuck in a world where you don't know who you are

Where people usually leave you with a scar

Where you're liked just because you play guitar

And having any relationship is like bumper cars

Only way to get attention is being a popular star

Other than that, you're dreams can be locked up in a jar

I think people have gone way too far

Actually most people escape by having a cigar

But pretty much no will let you feel par

This world is starting to be just too bizarre

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