Personal Me, My Personality
I climb, I fall, I get back up.
I wish, I hope, I make it work.
Only twenty but know my quirks.
Mature enough to face life’s bumps.
I live, I laugh, I love.
I add, I subtract, I multiply,
As I take my major and let myself fly.
My goal is all that I dream of.
I study, I work, I play.
I fix, I try, I allow
As time makes it clear: my vow
To become to no one their prey.
I question, I promise, I pray.
I notice, I reach, I imagine.
All that I want, I first fathom.
Never afraid of what I want to say.
I kick, I fight, I scream.
I protect, I cherish, I see the good.
I think of all that could.
My friends, my family are all to me.
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