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May 2017
It't just i have so many things to do,
that i can't even think it through.
To be at the top i have to be the best
Pushing myself down the road is
the most hard part yet.
Never thought i say this but my mind
started to faint.
I'm starting to forget who i am,
the only image i see is the one i used to be,
and that's not even on my screen.
I have doubts of myself probably
that's why there are tears on my face
Have no self respect like a marijuana
on the street.
Got no self esteem, even a car has more
inside when it's being clean
My mind is blown and i don't think
it's gonna grow like it used to be
But at the end i have to be the best
to beat the worst of me.~K.O~
Kristhie
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Kristhie  14/F
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     Cecelia and Ryan Holden
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