Like a drop of water joining a puddle
A strand of hair in as lock of hair
I am lost,looking around all I. See is the same thing over and over again
Deep inside am yearning for something more,something I can’t describe but it burns my soul ever so deeply what is it I ask myself continuously
I know I am than just a pretty face
I stand out among the millions
But will my uniqueness help me sail through the tides of life or will it set my ship in a crashing course
I keep on struggling maybe one day I will have courage to find  myself in this puddle,in this forest.
Maybe I will.

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