Ya Gotta Love Being Me

Graveyard

A place near my house.

Ya Gotta Love Being Me

I have dozens of friends,
who never call.

I have women who love me,
just not in that way.

I have talents galore,
that no one ever sees.

I have nothing but the future in front of me,
but no reason to light my way.

I have a graveyard,
full of dreams.

Ya gotta love being me.

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