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When i was born i was a ripe flower. My peddles stuck out with pride. Each one with its own corks and happiness. I grew and grew. Then the world happened. It made me change who i was and wanted to be. It made me say things a certain way so i wouldn't stand out. Cause standing out was wrong. It made me dress how i should. It made me watch myself. It made me watch not to be the goofy happy funny person i wanted to be. because i wasn't allowed. Society made me. The world made me shed and made me become something I'm not. it made me become you. It made me become human.
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Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 10:29 PM UTC
4 - It made me
When i was born i was a ripe flower. My peddles stuck out with pride. Each one with its own corks and happiness. I grew and grew. Then the world happened. It made me change who i was and wanted to be. It made me say things a certain way so i wouldn't stand out. Cause standing out was wrong. It made me dress how i should. It made me watch myself. It made me watch not to be the goofy happy funny person i wanted to be. because i wasn't allowed. Society made me. The world made me shed and made me become something I'm not. it made me become you. It made me become human.
mollee-nelson
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Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 10:29 PM UTC
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