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WHO THE FUCK AM I????


Who the fuck am I, you asked.

I think the real question is who the fuck are you?

 

What makes you think you have the right to judge me. 

Who gave you the option of changing who I am.

How can you predict my future, So once  again you 

ask, Who the fuck am I?..

 

I am your worst nightmare you've ever had

I am the one that should have never trusted your ass. 

 

I can be the sweetest person in the world,

or the biggest BITCH you ever heard of.

I have a bright future a head of me ,

and my smile leaves a mystery. 

 

The next  time you ask who the fuck am I,

remember to look in the mirror because I am you.

 

 

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Da'Brianna Burley

I am a 17 year old student at Yazoo City High School located in Yazoo City, MS, 39194. I am a journalism student where I am head of the Poetry Club.

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Nerd Lady
<p>This invested fear into my humble quiet writer's mind. Whether the fear was plaesant or not, the poem evoked a response. Good job.&nbsp;</p>

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