Forget me
I'm not going to change your life
I can eat lunch with you for only so many more days out of the next year or so
Getting mad at me can easily be turned around
So just get yourself an iced coffee in the morning
Or a flatbread after school
To the questionable dismay
Of the different social groups that we try to dismiss ourselves from
Because that flatbread tastes amazing
But smells like shit
And that can be some sort of poetic metaphor or proverb
But it isn't yet
And I don't want the world to leave it to me
So I'm not going to get any further into this
Goodnight
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