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If someone was to look


If someone was to look at you, if someone was to look at me; What would be the difference, the difference that they would see?

Would it be you eyes, your height, or maybe even your smile? All the qualities that make looking at you worth the while.

With me, the person I am goes pass the thickness of the skin, it's all about my character that shines bright from within. 

Trust is what makes me different, different from the rest. It's a trait I have that is or isn't the best.

Trust in strangers, siblings, and even every bestfriend. Trust I have in them which will remain there until the end.

It's the one trait that has never changed, one which some tend to miss; the way I've been since I'm young because every morning "I wake up like this"

One chance only, you have it or you lose it; trust in everyone whether it's a lot or a little bit.

Well that's my story, a trait is my suprise; it's not a physical characteristic or a dream on the rise.

A flaw? I don't think but some may say so. I see nothing negative about it, it's more of a blessing though.

All are entitiled to their opinion, I won't judge you regardless; TRUST me though, it'll make me feel flawless.

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