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It’s Just Me

The first impression is always the most important

but it’s not always right.

For instance he makes you laugh,

later on he turns his back.

He doesn’t talk,

yet words can’t describe what he’s really saying.

 

It is said first impressions make the difference,

then why are we told not to judge a book by its cover.

When it comes to me,

you too shouldn’t judge.

To me, being a fool is just another day.

Life is easier when you don’t care what others think.

 

I can laugh

and I can cry.

I’ve been called the biggest dork alive,

and I quite agree.

If you don’t like what I am ... it’s just me.

So deal with it.

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Aug 28, 2010
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© Josh Buller 08/28/2010

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