Old me

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I am turning to an old me .
Who is a lone me.

I am turning to an old girl.
A girl who was called a lone girl.

Want to know about old me?
A lonely me!

I was an odd one.
One who was unknown to everyone.
One who sat in the corner.
People call her a loner.

I had no friends,
Till the eight grade end.

I never make one,
As I was afraid to get betrayed.
Scared that people with my feelings will trade.

Around myself I had build walls.
To protect my world from fall.

I didn't care what people say!
Haven't any problem if people didn't stay !

Had no one in class to talk.
To walk.
To laugh  .
To stand on my behalf  .

Turned myself wood from glass.
So no one can see inside.
Don't want anyone to stand beside.

I was an odd one.
Just live in my own world.

People bad words were carved on my heart.
They hated me from very start.
I tried to find reason for their detest.
But they transform very fast.
So,  I stopped.

This is just the glimpse of

OLD ME.

- Z. A

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