Who Am I?

You ask me who i am,
What i'm like,
I tell you what you want to know,
I'm sweet and loving,
Crazy and fun,
Outgoing and imature,
Still you run and hide,
Few people actually stay,
And get to know,
Who I really am.
Not just on the outside,
Not just the person everyone else sees,
But the sad teenage girl,
I am on the inseide.
Wishing to escape,
But no one stays long enough,
to get to know,
who I really am.





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