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I am ME


They always told me to be true to myself,

but who am I?

At school I'm called the teachers pet, the flirt, the dork, the nerk, the blonde, the loud one, the shy one, the over achiever, the goody tushoes, the carefree one, the best friend, the worse enemy, and more

At church I'm called behind my back the outcast, the loser, the fail, the attention seeker, the garbage, I'm sure there's more that I don't know about

To the government I'm a number,  white/caucasion, a name, a face, a tax.

what does that mean?

Teachers Pet? Out cast? White?

I don't know what those are, I don't know if they are acurate, I don't know if I am a nerd, a loser, a number.

But I do know that To God, I am His child, I am a Born again Christian, I am Heavenly bound, I am a servant to Him, I am

ME.

and there's no one else I'd rather be because God made me and everything God makes is perfect.

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