Peer Pressure
I was in a new school
just trying to be cool.
I was making some friends
but that's not where it ends.
We were standing around
and that is when I found
their way of being cool
was breaking some rules.
Although they made fun of me,
I knew what I wanted to be.
So I said no.
That was long ago.
And now I'm the me,
that I always wanted to be.
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