Simply Me
I stare at my reflection
Not ashamed of who I am.
I may not live a perfect life,
But honestly who can?
My drawn out face and stubby legs
You'd think I was a joke,
But honestly the ones who laugh
Are the ones bound to choke.
I sing and dance,
I perform and read
I leave no in between.
Because why live life with holes
When you can chase your dream?
I scream and shout,
I love and lose,
But there's nothing to regret.
I live a beautiful life,
That's the one thing I do best.
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