My eternal glow-up
When I was small, I was super shy
So shy I would cry
I hated social situations
They gave me hesitation
In highschool I was faced with troubles
I had to break out of my bubble
I joined student council
Even though I was doubtful
Student Council broke me out of my shell
And I excelled
I am now outgoing
I am now growing
I faced my eternal glow-up
I washed off the make-up
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