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4d
I had a problem
I was addicted to fitting in.
even though I knew the odds are slim,
I looked as though I should've be part of "that" clique.
but I was just too different,
I hated sports
I loved to dance
I was too loud
I loved a good fight
...
I was socially awkward
I still am
It's not my fault
my mind was built different
I realized that soon enough
but only after the damage was done
I hid my true self
I started working out
I stopped dancing
I never spoke
I let myself get bullied
all so I could be popular
...
Looking up "How to glow up" on YouTube
buying clothes that I hated
and never really being satisfied with the results
...
and here I am today
still as lame
and uncool
and boring as the next person
all because I couldn't love myself
fitting in doesn't matter
C J MILLER
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C J MILLER  17/M/Asteroid B-612
(17/M/Asteroid B-612)   
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     Val Roy, CantSeeMe and eliana
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