MyselfA Poem by PJMyself People love me for me, not for being someone else. So many people know me as the talkative, unself-conscious, crazy, and don't care what you think of me kind of person. Who knows, maybe i'm different around you. Come find out. I love hanging with friends, family, and complete strangers. I'm a nice person..well most of the time. You don't find people like me every day so become my friend. A great frind once told me it's a good thing that i'm adopted otherwise he would have to. What a creative way of saying he wanted to hang out with me. Who wouldn't want to hang with me? I'm the person who hates seeing you sad and crying. I love making people laugh even though they just losted a loved one. It's just to hard to keep a straight face around me. Come on admit it, I make you smile every time you see me. No reason to deny it, everyone does it. Trust me. People love my dimples and say "SMILE" everytime they want excuse to talk to me. I'm known as the bubbly one, the one who has attitude. (good and bad) I will win every fight you start with me. I'm known as the girl who is loud and ,who will make her point across the world. Also i'm the girl who you just want to simply text to get bad things of your chest. I'm always open and there for you, even if you are a stranger. One last thing, i'm know for being the biggest blonde in the entire school. My nicknames are midgit, hobbit (I don't have hairy feet), tidgit (tall midgit) (my couch gave me the nickname, he loves me :), in a couch loving way), and my last nickname is..... ANGEL, but everyone already knew that of course © 2012 PJReviews
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