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Who I Am

(A/N: I wrote this last year. All of it, but how I act in my classes, is the same.)

Everything about me is uniquely different.
What I think.
What I do.
How I act.
My mind is one was to prove it.
It is a crazy place.
Things will just randomly pop up.
Sometimes it's things I find funny.
And other times its things I hate.
At times, I think of things that make me genuinely smile.
Then I quickly bite my cheek to keep from smiling because I don't want people to see me.
As I daydream, I sometimes make the facial expression I have in the dream.
I would daydream about the guy who I'm not sure how I feel about.

I always have inner conflict going on.
Sometimes about small trivial things.
And other times when they would be major.
I always talk to myself in my head.
So when I speak aloud, my voice seems unrecognizable.
My voice does not even seem like it belongs to me.

I act with many personalities.
At school, in first and second period, I am the girl who hardly talks.
From third to fifth period, I am breaking away and becoming less shy.
At lunch, I laugh along with my friends and their messes up jokes.
In sixth and seventh period, I am the girl who talks a lot and actually smiles.
At home, I am the girl who fights with her brother.
Who makes jokes at everything.
Who spends all her time on the computer and watching tv.
Who gets mad when she must do work.
But who am I really?
Am I just one of these girls?
Or all of them combined?

Sometimes I do stupid things.
Like misunderstand something.
Or make jokes at my brother about his face.
I do these things because its just what I want to do.
So judge me all you want.
Call me names.
Say mean things.
I don't care.
Because this is who I am.

the_headless_horseman

@the_headless_horseman

I hate writing these. I never know what to say. Well I like to write, mostly sad/murderous things (idk why) but also happy things. Have a problem with what I write, please just tell me. ????

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That's pretty much me O.o