I am me
I am me; the boy with the passion but fear to write
I get scared each time I pick my pen to write
I have always adored people who write
I need someone who will put me in the right path to it
I get tensed with the riddles of words in my mind
I am so close to being determined
I am me; the boy with the zeal to learn
I hope to write and earn
Which can never be the end
It's just the start!!!
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