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May 2017
Hello.
I am smiling.
I am smiling because I am writing.

Hello.
I am frowning.
I am frowning because my wifi won't connect.

Hello.
I am laughing.
I am laughing because of a bad joke my sister made.

Hello.
I am crying.
I am crying because I was betrayed by someone I thought was my friend.

Hello.
I am shouting.
I am shouting because someone insulted me, and I will not stand for it.

Hello.
I am wondering.
I am wondering who I am, and if maybe my poems are a part of that.

Hello.
What is your name?
I don't know mine, yet.
I can see snippets of it. Letters. Pieces.

Hello.
I am somebody who smiles, frowns, laughs, cries, shouts, and wonders.
That's all I know right now.
But you know what they say-
You learn something new every day.
I'm really trying to figure out who I am right now. I'm trying to figure out things like my sexuality and style, but also who I want to be and what I want to do, and how I can get there. I don't know a lot, but I know for sure that I am a poet and that I love writing, and I'm sure that I'll know more than that in the future. But for now, I'm just a writer, and I'm okay with that.
Sawyer
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Sawyer  21/Genderqueer
(21/Genderqueer)   
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