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A year ago, maybe two or three
I wasn't sure of myself
Or if my goals in life would be guarantee
I'm young and full of hope
Yet, I bet
I can mail you all my insecurities in a big envelope
Filling the mold, being the faithful daughter,
Doing as I am told, it is not a bother.
Always honest when inquired, presentation is the key,
Ask, and you will know, just who I am to be.