Me

People ask, and say, and do

But who may I, ask are you?

I am a girl, who thought she was smart

But was duller than a broken dart.

I am emotionless they say

Night by night, and day by day.

They think I cannot see and hear

Though I am standing right here.

They say I am a wolf, watching her prey

Calculating, cold, and cunning they say.

And they boast.

But unlike they, I have lost most.

They judge and laugh and dare

And all I do is stare.

Who am I?

I am a person, plain and true.

Just... May not be just like you. 

So who am I?

I have no answer, I am...

Me.

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