I AM
I’m
a little bit of cotton candy
a little bit of an assault rifle
a little bit of completely innocent
a little bit of bed room eyes.
I’m
a little bit confused
a little bit of the smartest person you know
a little bit of “sup”
a little bit of a thesaurus.
I’m
a little bit still finding myself
a little bit still true to myself
a little bit loving myself
a little bit still trying to understand self.
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