Today, call me irritable and rude,
But lucky you, I will be over it in the morning.
Catch me chasing whims and painting flowers,
Catch me with mascara tears streaked across my freckled face.
Tomorrow, shout my name and see me laugh,
see me sharing secrets with my other half.
I'm a pathetic mess with wonderful plans,
I'm a girl just like all the rest.
Never have you met anyone so different.
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