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Am I?
I walk through the halls every morning with a smile on my face,
Never having to know what it's like to be self-conscious
Cause I’ve always been this way
Free of any overthinking
“Is she looking at me? Do I look weird? Are they laughing at me”
Nope. Never. Always laughing with them, or smiling back.
I don’t have to worry about that,
Because I know I like me
And that's all that mattered
They all say I’m just stuck up,
Vain. Flaunting. Bragging.
But I don't think I am any of those things,
Am I?

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We wrote this piece in class, lying about what we were. Like we were seeing it from another point of view or someone we wanted to be, and I wrote mine about confidence. I have never really had any because there were always girls who were gonna be prettier and skinnier and better. After writing this I realized that I am all of those things and more, and the more I broke out of my shell the more people were judging me. So I wrote it about becoming confident and being judged for finding who you really are.