Content, Alright?
I've tried so many times,
and told so many lies.
I've sat and waited;
and watched;
was hated.
But I'm okay: don't need to stand in the light.
I'm fine - I never asked for a fight.
I didn't want to shine bright,
to ever prove I was right.
I'm not a blight!
I don't need height!
'Cause I'll always know in my mind
I'm alright.
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I am seventeen years old. My favourite sport is hockey and I like meat and potatoes. I have a pet leopard gecko named Mr. Owen (named after a character in Agatha Christie's "Ten Little Indians"). I plan to be a theatre major at UW-Milwaukee next fall, and to minor in animation. I'm the only female tenor in the Milwaukee Irish Fest Choir. quote: "The world is rather bitter; that's why everyone wants sweet things." -The Undertaker, Kuroshitsuji
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