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YEEEEEEEEEEES THIS BOOK REACHED 1K! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU PEEPS THANK YOU SO MUCH! Well, to celebrate, I WROTE A POEM! Well, this is actually one I wrote for a homework assignment, so I thought I'd share this with you peeps. Here it is

                                                           Eight Ways of Looking At Me

                                                                     By Siona Ahmed

One

There she went

Her walk with stride

But soon it'll be gone

I'll smash her pride

Always so happy, she was never sad

Well, I'll show her what it feels like

To lose a life so grand

No one will love her, no one will care

Soon she'll be as invisible as air

Two

Positive and nice,

The bestest friend of all

She's always there for me

Through problems big and small

Does she have any problems?

No, not any

Even if she did,

She wouldn't share them with me

Three

I saw her standing there

Vulnerable as she wept

Shocked with the result

Her happiness was swept

I never saw her like this

I never saw her cry

I wonder what it was

To bring tears to her eyes

Four

She's always so perfect,

Yet not a single attitude showed

No ego was found

In her perfect world

She's so lucky

To have a life like that

No one was depressed

No one was sad

She kept to herself

Never showed the world outside

I wonder what she's hiding

Who she is inside

Five

A girl walked by

Eyes as brown as her hair

Her height was short,

Her skin was fair

I don't know her

She doesn't know me

I didn't try to be friends

There really was no need

Six

Her world was shattered

No one understood

What she went through

What's beneath the hood

She never told anyone

Other than me

What she goes through

What her life means

Seven

I wonder what she's feeling

Why she's so hard to read

Her feelings are mixed

She doesn't know what she needs

I wonder what she wants

I wonder what she sees

I wonder who she is

That lonely tree

Eight

Mysterious as can be,

Is that one girl

Happy one second,

Then sad in a whirl

Positive and cheerful,

Yet negative and depressed

Never getting a break

Not a time to rest

Me

They don't know me

Who I am inside

Am I happy, or sad?

Is there really pride?

Eight people, eight ways

Different eyes that see

Trying to figure out

Who is the true me

They won't know

How mixed I am

I don't know myself

What my life has planned

Eight Ways of Looking At Me  

Welp, daz all peeps! Thanks again for getting this book to 1k reads! And you peeps are getting a step closer to that face reveal! But see ya now! Author Out! *dabs*