Just rudimentary poetry

Just rudimentary poetry

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I was sitting in solitude lacking my attitude forget past, decided to move on I know I am desperate because I am alone but at least not with those who are actually gross busy in showing off, busy in gathering their popularity but I am amuse they don't have creativity I am feeling shy to say but my choices are different, I think love exist in fifty shades of grey I make choices out of box breaking all rules and opening all locks I hate watching girls busy with boys screaming aloud making noise beautiful and snazzy over confident make them crazy I look stupid when they come before me I get busy in finding plea then I put my head down I think I am not a clown I am not stupid , I am not insane I am filled with quietness and pain I don't have to change I admit I am strange at least now I am satisfy that is where I lie feeling quite and filled with charm I can't beat any storm having a smile on my face I will step another pace
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