Once I was part of a pair. My other half flew away, leaving me to wonder just what was left. I seek something to fill the void, to please someone else as I failed to please Paul. Who I am is fluiid, depending upon the company I keep. I am whomever you wish me to be, if you’ll love me, laugh with me, give me a smile. If only I was something better than myself, the person you shrink away from and abandon. You’ll never guess I’m crying behind my smile, for I’ll put on a show to distract you and I from pain. I’ll distract you from everything, if you’ll let me. I’ll change into something more entertaining, someone more entertaining. Just give me a chance.
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