You only smell my perfume but don't see my sweat. You have your rules, I have my choices. You deny my present, I decide my future. You laugh at me for having nothing and not being worthy of love. I pity you for always waiting. You can look down upon our youth, but we will prove whose era this is. Dreams are destined to be a lonely journey, and along the way, there will be no shortage of doubts and ridicule. But so what? Even if I'm covered in wounds, I still want to live beautifully!
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