Passionista
Many observe but never see,
Who I am and whats inside of me,
"Shes weird, she's a square",
Calling me those names is in no way fair,
For am a passionista,
I give all my efforts and love,
and sometimes it never feels like enough,
For I am a passionista,
America, Disney, and Medical Knowledge,
With my desires, I'll succeed in college,
For I am a passionista,
For better or for worse
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