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May 2014
I am quiet,
Lips zipped by an unforgiving society.
I am pretty,
Put in a cage for all to stare at.
I am smart,
Judged by flimsy pieces of paper with no real worth.
I am happy,
Fake smile plastered on by expectations.
I am strong,
Facades placed in front of broken pieces.
I am confident,
Hiding behind big smiles and loud laughs.
I am brave,
Facing down my own monsters to protect my friends.
I am me,
Loud, average in looks and intelligence, tired, weak, self conscious, and scared.
Gwendolyn
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