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Who am I?


Aaron Galvin is a peculiar name

But who am I with no camera, no filter, and no frame?

Who am I with no bio, no likes, or user name?

I am me.

I'm creative, and artistic, I have a life.

I'm the same person on the end of that new photo you just liked. 

I'm telling you who I am like I'm on the open mic

So please give it up for new me, the new you

Us as a we.

For the kids in the handy down tees

The kids who act like they get Gucci for free.

So what?

Our life isn’t as exciting as a television show

But here is the old me ide just thought ide let you know.

The old me is the new me

our generation changed.

People think I'm someone else

like ive set myself up to be framed

I set myself up to seem sane

When I'm truly deranged

put this picture in a frame

with this peculiar name

Because I'm only a human

I'm Aaron Galvin the same.

 

 

 

 


 

 
 
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