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Introducing myself


Hi my name egal

I'm a heterosexual its nice to meet ya

Its not weird that I'm telling my interest in people

But that's what we are people

So here me out

I am a boy not a man but a boy from the horn of Africa

I am the seed of a man who never felt loved but gave love in a peculiar manner

I am the egg of a women who dropped me because i was a touchdown

She loves me she never uttered the sounds

She made sure i was never around

When she says

I am a boy who this world neglected because it has its filth and it directed and i am here trying to deflected

I am a boy who suffered to love himself and self respect

I am a lover

I am weird

3 is a crowd in my mind

I don't like being alone

I am 17 years of age

But i feel i have lived longer

I avoid my birthday

 On the 23rd of February i took the first sniff of air

I like the holidays

I am a Muslim

I am not a terrorist

I am from a family who are close

I am from a family who are close

Not me but they are close

I am fearful of my past becoming my feature

Full of misfortune

I am an athlete

I don't like to run

I like competition but i hate to lose but i have lost all of life's competition but i still continue to compete

I like the color green because it reminds me of spring

And there's something about spring that reminds me of a restart of new life

I don't like new years

Because it reminds me that i have to make more improvements than the last

I am an outcast

I am alive but yet living

I am survivor of what could have been

I am an active citizen

I am not a fake because life has been too real

I am not nothing because i am something of everything

I am afraid that i wont have anything that i work for

I am a hard worker

I am a designer my life needs an outline

 

I am a musician my heart creates beats and my mind sings with the harmony

I am a dancer my feat walks with the rhythm of my heart

 I am a student i learned to take everything life throws at you

I found love when i accidently tripped over it

But the arrow that I use to strike love upon does not have enough force to penetrate the heart

I went to sleep once and dreamt up my whole life start to finish and here i am still asleep and dreaming

I am a child

I like chocolate but only Hershey

I am obsessed with the crunchiness of a carrot

But i hate the taste

I was born in a dead land

Literally because it was dry dessert

My name means equal in French

Which is weird because my language originates from Arabic

My parents never told me why i was given that name

Though i feel my name because i am an egalitarian

I am A boy not a man but a boy learning to become a man

I grew up to be everything that my setting isn't

I am from the ghetto i was born in the slums

I like math

I am the last person to catch a joke

I am what i am

 

 

 

 

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life.&nbsp;</p>

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