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Ordinaryly Unordinary


I am

No one special.

Just a kid

with decent grades

who in the crowd

fades.

I am

an artist.

Just a student

who has won a prize

who in the bleachers

always hides.

I am

an old soul.

just a teenager

when the Henrix sounds

will perform leaps and bounds.

I am

an observer.

Just a somebody

when humans make mistakes

won't surely fake

that i too make mistakes.

So who am i?

observant

artistic

unnoticed

believes in all treated fairly

for i am ordinarly unordinary.

 

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