Do you wish upon a star,
do you wonder,
who you are,
if you do,
i do too,
just like you,
isn't that nice to know?
Do you question,
the things people say even if they say it's proven,
you wonder if it is,
even if they say they're not lying,
you ask how they did it,
yes,
which way?
Do you think of new way,
that you should act,
compare yourself,
to the people,
who think,
they are the queen bees,
well i've learned something,
about these self proclaimed queens,
they are nothing,
short of o r d i n a r y,
just,
like me.
Well i just think you should know,
you were meant to be this way,
how else can i put it?
what else can i say?
to convince you,
of this thing,
i know it is a fact,
i wish i had statistics,
to make sure i could prove that.
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