Those Days
Those elementary days were not always fun
The truama of bullies made me want to run
The middle school years werent any better
But my mom always called me a "go getter"
The highschool days came and here came my confidence
I was a better person and that was a great consequence
Now im in college feeling better than ever
New mindset new everything my mom was right, I am go getter
So even though those days werent fun, I am proud of the person I have become
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