Me, Myself, and I

As a small town 17 year old girl,

I haven’t seen much of the world.

Sure I’ve traveled to different states,

But things of that nature are mediocre

To others. My class size is 90; there

May be 400 total people in my high

School. I have been going to the same

School since Kindergarten, with the

Same individuals. Where I’m from,

Everyone knows everybody, People

Gather at the local stores to chat,

And good deeds tend to be performed

Daily. We may not have a stoplight

Or a grocery store, but this place is

Where my family is and where I grew

Up. It has caused my love for others as

Well as animals. I may not be the best

Apple on the tree, but one thing is for

Sure and that’s that I am me!

This poem is about: 
Me

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