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She Who Is Not Me


She who seem sad,

is not who I am.

She who is always ashamed

is not really ashamed of living the life she has chosen for herself.

The she who does not speak,

is breaking away from holding her tongue letting others know that she isn't as naive as many may think.

 

That she that you see isn't who I am,

because who I am is stronger than the average girl,

and wiser than the oldest woman,

and better than those most would put before me.  

 

So, before anyone who thinks that they know me , should reconsider.

Because this young woman is going to shine brighter than ANY diamond.

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