When I was twenty,
Life wasn't better than today.
I was always insecure,
And felt so immature,
Wondering if there would ever
Be a cure.
I just wanted to please,
Be helpful and sweet,
Thinking I should never admit
I was used to being used.
Being twenty was not that good.
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