by Eddy P., 13
I love to be with people
People that love me for me
People that don’t like me because I seem smart
But like me for my personality
The real me
I love my friends
The ones that make up my life
Who I can count on
And who can count on me
I love my life
There is abuse
There is hate
There is love
All of these are reasons why I am who you see today
I once lost everything
Clothes, valuables, and myself
I fell into depression
I love that
Because the ones I love were there with me the most
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