A/N: As I probably mentioned before, I'm not a poet by nature, so just bear
with me. Anyway, I wrote this in grade 8 (last year) in one of my "grr
snarly snarly"® moods. As the title says, it's unfinished, so don't be mad
at it! I only just found it in my old binder and I was gonna finish it but
I decided to just leave it the way it was. I hope you at least sort of
enjoy it and hopefully you can all tolerate my crappy poetry.

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Unfinished No. 1

Everything is different
Life is moving so fast
I find myself constantly
Longing for the past

Even I'm changing
My old life's on a shelf
At times I don't think
That I know myself

They want me to conform
But I want to stand out

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A/N2: That's kinda where it ends. I know it's really crappy, so when
REVIEWING *hint hint* please avoid that topic.