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Cailey Weaver
Poems
Dec 2013
Awkward Me
Awkwardly I stand my ground.
Awkwardly I'm standing there.
Should I smile? Should I frown?
Awkwardness is in the air.
Awkward in the morning fog.
Awkward in the evening light.
I've been awkward all along.
Though I think that I'm alright.
I've got lots of awkward friends.
We are awkward every day.
The awkwardness it never ends.
But together, it's okay.
Awkward I am, but I'm proud.
To be awkward is a gift.
I don't have to make a sound.
I can give the mood a lift.
Though I'm awkward I still smile.
There's much to be happy for.
I'll be walking down the isle.
Awkwardly and then some more!
There's no point being ashamed.
If you're awkward, please be proud.
If you're awkward and get blamed.
Just awkwardly smile and say real loud:
"I am awkward, but that's me!
And that is how it's supposed to be.
So come and be awkward with me.
If you try it, then you'll see!"
Written by
Cailey Weaver
22/F/Florida
(22/F/Florida)
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