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my poem..."Who I am"


I’m just a normal simple but stubborn girl.
I'm a big girl in this little tiny world.
I don’t like to be taught or even to be told…
I like to do things on my own…
But I don’t really like, sometimes, to be alone.
I’m a little bit of complicated and uncontrollable.
I’m a little bit of disorder and can’t be expectable.
I could be so nice as much as I could be so naughty.
I could be tough but not be so bitchy.
I'm fierce and fabulous but please don't be jealous.
I'm shy, I'm friendly but I don't bite unless you deserve it.
I'm silly and, yes, with some little wit.
I'm cool, I'm calm with some sparkling charm.
I'm hype, I'm hot but I won't do you any harm.
I’m honestly, trustworthy, loyalty but, hey, I’m not a saint.
I lie, I loathe, I envy and so on but who doesn’t.
This is just something about me and who I am.
If you don’t like what you read, who gives a damn…

Yosita Anita V.

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