i am me
I am giselle
i am trouble and i am grace
i am shy but full of taste
i resemble music much like band
not just any band but marching band
i am the soldier of the century and i am math
im composed of elements and i give off plans
i am hair and makeup but also dance
i am playful and stony-faced much like my "dad".
i am unwanted and recieved
i am hopeful and glad.
i am tall and skinny and a milby buffalo
i am the art of mystery but
finally i am ME
This poem is about:
Me
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