I walk in the halls trying to avoid steping on lines and cracks.
I carry around a little chick that makes noise when it touchs skin.
I named is Gilbird.
I dress differant.
I simle weird.
I cry to myself.
I fake my emotions except around my friends.
I suround myself with strange people but I love then the whole way threw.
I was told not to be Haya's friend, but I did any way.
I don't see what people hate about her when I saw her for what she is.
I tore away at the bad to free the good.
I was intruduced to NyNy threw someone I knew, people didn't seem to mine her.
I still saw more in her than what was visible to the naked eye.
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