Changing up

When I was a freshman in high school , there was all types of groups. There was the cool kids ,athletes , kids that thought they can play , trouble makers ,then kids that were smart and played sports but kept there space ,I kept my space. When it was basketball season I was the best player in the school ,everything  changed . People wanted me to do thing I didn't want to do until this day like , drugs ,talk to different girls at once ,steal . That's not me and I wanted to go far in life so I separated myself from almost everyone .Did I make the right decision ? I don't know still to  this day .

This poem is about: 
Me

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