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or Homosexual.

I just want people to accept me.

I play ball,

I dress different,

I'm not girly,

I'm not the most confident, though im a standout,

I dont feel pretty,

I don't have high self-esteem,

I walk around as if i am a perfect queen,

I don't know myself; I'm still stuck in between,

I want to feel pretty as my friends are see,

But people only know the girl that plays for their team,

They look up to me as a star I may seem,

But they don't know the girl thats been stuck in between.


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