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Rated: E · Poetry · Young Adult · #1529279
What's wrong with who I am?
Why am I looked at differently?

Am I not the same as everyone else?

I consider myself pretty and intelligent

Why do others get to make decisions about me,

When they don't really know who I am?

Since they don't talk to me,

They wouldn't know what it's like to be me

I have problems and troubles of my own

I don't need others making it harder

Can't I just to try to survive high school,

Without all this drama and conflict?

They make all these assumptions about me,

When they have their own insecurities

Do they feel better about themselves

After they assume all these things?

Maybe, but I guess I'll never really know

I won't let them tear me down

Or make me feel differently about myself

I have an amazing group of friends

And they believe in me and build me up

When others stare or try and laugh at me

I forget about them and hope they'll be okay

Because they don't trust in themselves enough

To no make fun of other people

And that's okay because there is life after high school

Many others have survived

And so will I
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