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I am turning to an old me .
Who is a lone me.I am turning to an old girl.
A girl who was called a lone girl.Want to know about old me?
A lonely me!I was an odd one.
One who was unknown to everyone.
One who sat in the corner.
People call her a loner.I had no friends,
Till the eight grade end.I never make one,
As I was afraid to get betrayed.
Scared that people with my feelings will trade.Around myself I had build walls.
To protect my world from fall.I didn't care what people say!
Haven't any problem if people didn't stay !Had no one in class to talk.
To walk.
To laugh .
To stand on my behalf .Turned myself wood from glass.
So no one can see inside.
Don't want anyone to stand beside.I was an odd one.
Just live in my own world.People bad words were carved on my heart.
They hated me from very start.
I tried to find reason for their detest.
But they transform very fast.
So, I stopped.This is just the glimpse of
OLD ME.
- Z. A
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