who i am today is not the same that i was yesterday,

the younger person is nothing but a clone.

fitting in was always a desire,

until reality hit me and it set my heart on fire.

From going from worrying about not being accepted,

my experiences have made me,

along with things i’ve collected.

i walk the halls in silence,

do people really see?

the horrifying feeling of not being able to be me?

but one day that changed,

to something beyond beautiful.

no longer will i act like a fool,

because there will never be another me at this school.

finally i can breathe and just be me.

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