I am poem
I love I love writing and reading But when it's time to show it I'm scared I'd love to be someone else Someone who is not afraid for nothing Someone who is confident and friendly But it's not who I am I'm just me I love playing I love music I'm fond of playing music The piano is where I'm feeling complete But it's like nobody cares Nobody cares about me Maybe it's me who doesn't care about them I don't know who I am I don't know what I love But they can say whatever they want I will never change Because even if I'm strange I love it Sometimes I love myself Sometimes they looks to love me But I don't need their bad opinions I'm all I got And all I got It's me. ~~ Yaya ~~
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