Being Me Poem by Jess Cox

Being Me



My life is a mess,
For a while i was confuzed about everything,
I cried when i went to school,
I cried while i was in school,
I done this until year 8,

Mum said it was my nan and grandad,
I'm not sure,
I don't know why i cried,
This is what it is like being me! ! !

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