I can't stand it.
It's too horrible.
I can't handle fear, rejection and pain
I have to be smart, pretty and successful.
Otherwise I can't even exist.
I'm not really who you think I am.
I have a secret sister.
She's a movie star.
One of these days she's coming to get me
To take me back home to California
to live in our mansion
in luxury and sunshine
for the rest of my life.
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