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This is me


I am black and white as pieces on a chess board 

I am a believer that you are the path of your own destiny 

My world was turn upside down the day I found out that I am not like the others 

my brain has a mind of its own as I take everything literally and analyze every possiblility

like a scientist.

As time flies I would feel like a turtle in their shell cuz I was shy and

I would always ask questions that would begin with why 

I may not always be right but at least I know I can shine bright and fight for my beliefs 

and stay at my perfect height 

 

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