Finding Me

I thought I found myself today. I came out of a magazine with a new hairdo, clothes, and makeup. But as I thought through my day at school, I questioned, "Is this really me?"

I thought I found myself today in a conversation with a group of friends. They said I was a clown, a laugh, a real joke. Yet in a quiet moment I wondered, "Is this all there is to me?"

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