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Like me,
I am begging you to like me,
Please like me.
What’s not to like about me?
I’m very likeable!
Just like me.

As if you liking me would put food on my table,
As though the air I breathe is dependent on you liking me.
How about I use your likeness of me to pay for groceries.
Sigh!
Like me or like me not.
I will still live.

Like doesn’t cost a thing,
So why pay a high price,
Of pretense, manipulation and narcissism,
I will pass on this please.
If I sleep well at night, knowing I stayed true to myself,
Then, like me or not,
I am okay.