Sometimes I can't explain myself.
Sometimes I just am.
Sometimes I'm just there.
Sometimes I don't even think others care.
But then I think some more and realise that I'm an idiot.
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Straight A's(sometimes a B or two)
Dance
Music
Arts
And Writing
That's how most people would describe me.
And sometimes me too.
But there's so much more.
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FLASHBACK.
Sometimes I can't explain myself.
So I call myself Qwerty, a combination of everything
A new person or teacher asks me to tell them something about myself.
But it's just not that easy.
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I feel sort of selfish for writing about myself.
I'm human,though.
I have to vent sometimes.
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I am human.
I am happy.
I am depressed.
I am original.
I am mad.
I am weird.
I'm a klutz.
I am everything.
I am nothing.
I am me.
Why is that so hard to accept?
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Sometimes I cannot explain myself.
What I do; who I am
Why I am, who I am.
But I do know that I am human.
Humans are imperfect.
Humans have flaws.
But we are doing the best that we can
And that's what makes us beautiful.
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I am human and so are you.
And don't you forget it.

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Violet Dreams
Poesia"We wander and we let the words lead us." Old Poetry. Not my best. But still here :)