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Green hair,
eyeliner,
dressed in all black.
Do these make me who I am?
My outward expression
can define but one thing;
what I choose to portray
may be not what I seem.
Everyone wants to hide who they are these days,
Because they are afraid to be judged by those who don't approve.
Here I stand, naked and afraid as I show you who I am.
I am that girl who smiles alot,
