I Am Me

I was me.

Innocent and sweet,

Full of excitement for a new adventure.

A new school, new people to meet,

Sitting through a lecture.

I was me. 

Sitting at a party not knowing the company,

If I only I could see.

Mistakes are many,

Now I'm swallowing Plan B.

I am not me.

Lessons are hard,

But lessons are learned.

Who knew I would pick this card,

Is this what I earned?

I am me.





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