I object to what I want to see Not feeling close outside of me Some distant memory Or something forgotten I object to what I feel inside Everyone walks around like a sign Some kind of cheap paperback novel You read it once and then its discarded Tied up like a knot with what I grew up in Everytime I change I stay locked up inside afraid of expression If I treat you like dirt Its all Im expecting I objectify I objectify Dont understand why Im feeling this way Theres a part of me thats always betrayed Uncertainty Im certain thats often I dont get whats been got at before I always thought there was something more I saw your face Thats all I remember I know your name but its not important You werent like what I saw on TV You werent like what I read in magazines You werent like what I saw in the movies You werent everything you were meant to be I objectify I objectify I objectify
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