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What am I?

by @luisa-bernabo

I feel, I love, I cry. All the time I feel something, maybe passion maybe anger maybe sadness maybe excitment. But i never stop feeling. I find myself conpletley lost in my imagination lots of the time. I find myself confused, never knowing what to think or do or say. I see myself as never good enough, i want to be like the others. I see myself as ugly or fat or too skinny or full of spots or stupid or a nerd. What am I? I'm a normal teenage girl, trying to find herself.
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