What I write is what I think
Who I write for is beside the point
This is my mind
This is how I feel
Ignore it if you wish
I really could care less
But to those who earnestly care
I want you to understand me
I'm average. I'm not special in any way
If you were to ask me my best feature I'd say my brain
I'm somebody most people wouldn't look twice at
I'm the mouse in the corner of a classroom
Most people don't know my name
But they know my notebook
The one I never put down
My journal, my thoughts, my dreams, my life
Everything I write, and you read, is apart of a journal
Feelings, and thoughts, that at the time felt so real
Now I don't think I'm different from most people
I'm just quiet
I wear blue jeans
My white tennis shoes
I wear my pink bracelet with my workplace logo on it
I love my school sweater
And I have an over sized backpack
Do you see me now?
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