socialexpectations

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Sometimes I am the clown Making people laugh with quirks, with jokes, with funny faces Sarcastic quips flow from me like rain falls from angry thunderclouds Other times, I am the mouse Hiding
  There is change There is inspiration There is hope left in these young bones.   I am a kid Grown up too fast in social expectations. I am a kid Watching others do the same.  
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