Fearless
When I was younger I was fearless Dance in front of a crowd You say? Easy. Befriend a random stranger You say? Easy. Smile You say? Easy. But now Dance in front of a crowd You say? No, they will laugh at me. Befriend a random stranger You say? No, he will reject me. Smile You say? No, I have forgotten how to. When I was younger I was fearless. Now I have forgotten how to smile.
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A shy, 17-going-on-18-year old medical student who loves dressing up, trying new hairstyles and creative writing. A typical girl, really. No, not really. What defines typical? Normal? Perhaps the definition of “normal” lies in our abnormalities....
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