Me
People ask, and say, and do
But who may I, ask are you?
I am a girl, who thought she was smart
But was duller than a broken dart.
I am emotionless they say
Night by night, and day by day.
They think I cannot see and hear
Though I am standing right here.
They say I am a wolf, watching her prey
Calculating, cold, and cunning they say.
And they boast.
But unlike they, I have lost most.
They judge and laugh and dare
And all I do is stare.
Who am I?
I am a person, plain and true.
Just... May not be just like you.
So who am I?
I have no answer, I am...
Me.
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