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Who Am I?


 

 Light brown skin, white smile and hazel eyes are what you would see if you pasted by me.

Underneath all that beauty is a girl who is lost in her own tracks. Not knowing whether to go up,

down, backwards, or around. Trying to follow a path that isn’t even my own but one that others

choose for me. I try to speak for myself but other voices over power mine like my voice isn’t even

worth their time.  Sometimes I just give up because it seems like no one wants to hear my side of the

story. So the only way for me to get the attention that I need is acting out so I can finally be heard by

those who ignore me. The attention comes around but not the kind I want or need.  This kind of

attention breaks someone down till they’re on their knees. So I sit quietly with a broken heart

because I feel like no one wants to talk to me. But as time goes on I grow stronger and taller then

anyone has ever seen before. My voice is no longer in the shadows. I speak what’s on my mind

because my voice is worth everyone’s time. 

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I am a senior in high school.

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