What Fills Me?

What fills me?
Is it my frens?
Is it the darn homeworks?
Is it someone?
NO. It's me that fills myself.
I cover up holes of my life.
I am who I don't want to be.
I can't even say I'm nice.
Everyone has their impressions.
I hope that one day, people would text or write me a letter.
Tell me my flaws.
Gosh.
Is that so hard?
Is it hard when I'm waiting?
Dammmit people.
School was lonnng.
♥With Love

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