Dear People,
Dear People,
I get it, I'm young.
But that doesn't stop me from striving for what I want,
And if I'm honest, my pride does feel stung.
By your words, your judgement, your staring like I'm some store front.
You won't stop me though, I will keep moving,
Reaching for everything I want in life and more.
I don't need your looks, that are far from approving.
Because believe me when I say, I'm gonna soar.
Love,
Me
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Me
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