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The Real Me


At home and around my friends I'm crazy.

But at school I am just plain hazy.

I don't act myself in school because of fear of rejection.

So, I put up a curtain to stop objection.

I'm to scared of being judged and care to much about what people think.

But sometimes I feel that I'm on the brink.

Of running through the curtain and revealing the real me.

And everyone will finally see who I will really be.

 

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I love animals, music, sports, and I want to become a teacher. I want to make this world a better place and help educate the children of the future.

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