My life

I walk through the hallway 

just trying to make my way

without any mistakes

trying to avoid the fakes. 

I see my friends, one on the left, one on the right 

but for some reason i still have a fright. 

Will they like me, or will they not

its their opinion, but my stomach stays in a knot. 

 

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