I am not static, I am ever-changing.

I do not lack growth, I am always rearranging.

I will not be defined by my race, sexuality, or appearance,

 I’ll always find a sale in clearance.


I will be myself, because I am free,

And I will accomplish all of the things that I see.

I will not break, for I am strong,

But I will bend, just not for long.


Nothing will ever stand in my way,

Or I will knock it down one day.

I will accomplish all of my dreams,

Never failing to live life to its extremes.

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