Someday I can't wait for my class reunion 20 years from now when I get to show all of thosepeople who never looked at me twice how I always saw my own potential and I went for it. How I let my happiness shine now when once I hid it behind the walls that I built.How that happiness becomes my beauty that outshines the class beauty queen.Maybe one day I'll show them that my brain is just as beautiful as her face, and far more powerful.  


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