Ceanna F. StuckI am indefinable. I go through life creating myself. I am not defined by my friends, Or materialistic needs. I do not own Uggs. I do not own Seven jeans. I understand the meaning of work, And I strive to be me. Nothing was handed to me. It has been four long years, Living where no one knows the word poor, And I strive to be me. I am stuck in a bubble, Full of imitators, Conformers and definables. And I strive to be me! I am one Of an audacious few, Living life by my own rules, And I strive to be me! I am confident to the point of cockiness, I won’t be classified. It is my strive, That defines me!
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