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Crazy, wild, shy

always laughing, never speaking

unintelligent, very smart

good head on her shoulders, no common sense

cute, adorable, should smile more.

 

These are how others describe me

only seeing the sides I put on display

but the real me is all of those things

I can be whatever I choose

 

So one day I might be crazy

wild, and shy,

but why stop there?

They say I don't make sense

but what makes sense?

the things that "make sense" to them

I see in different ways.

 

So maybe I don't make sense to them

but that's ok

I'm just being who I want to be

I'm just being me

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Smart, funny, and witty! Originally laughing at the hardships life throws at me, and taking each day one step at a time.

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