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My soul
I am a butterfly ready to shed her shell and fly
I am an intellectual yet I make stupid choices
I am an individual and yet I want to belong
I am a legend in my own mind
People look at me and then look away
No one wants to see the real me
I am a poet, an outcast, and an outlaw
Look past everything that meets the eye and look into my soul
My soul yearns to be loved and understood
You’ll never find anybody like me.