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Boisterous and Loud


I scream and shout

You hear me from across the room

I'm a bright prescence even when you want nothing to do but get away

Always laughing

Wearing a constant grin

Doing my best to pull out a smile or a chuckle

You don't know

But I'm a bundle of anxiety

Worrying and questioning

Thinking always of what I've done wrong and forgetting

All I've done right

I sit in school

I'm constantly told I'm bright

But it isn't enough

I look at my dismal grades

And I want nothing more than to give up

No one knows

No one sees

My laughter is bright

And blinding

I won't let anyone see

They can't

And I will never let them

 
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