Me. You would know me if you saw me, cos I'd be the one standing out in the crowds of teenagers. The one who isn't wearing Walmart emo meets Myspace slut clothes. The one who doesn't have the long, fake wavy hair. I don't text till my fingers fall off, and I don't tan in a coffin till I'm orange. My aspiration isn't homecoming queen or a thousand photo comments. My face doesn't look like some plastic sex doll. I will not laugh unless something is funny and I won't backstab and lie about people. 1
You would know this, looking at me. But how much would you not know? Loves, I challenge you to find out. Talk to me. Find me out. Argue with me. Hold me when I cry. Vent to me. Let me listen. Let me talk. I'm different in a thousand and five ways. I dare you to figure them out.
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Thanks! You're right.. that is the challenge part. If you want to know more, you've to figure out /how to find it out... :]
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I like this piece. I would like to see a little more of the why you are, or are not, like others. That said, that is presumably part of the challenge here is to know more.
Keep writing...
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