Being Plastic

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By No Child Is Innocent Once Born

Being popular. What does it mean? Being happy? Not sounding too keen? Is wearing the right shoes or clothes the right thing to do? Or being happy? Being you. Is being 'A PLASTIC' what I want to be? Or being myself for others to see? What can I do to change my ways? Is this the real me? Or just a phase. I want to let the real me out. To kill the walk, the smile, the pout Hopefully one day they'll finally see The plastic me was only skin deep....

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August 23, 2005 15:12Jesse

Very good. It has a great message.

September 20, 2005 22:33Finding Myself♥♥

good meaning. i know what you mean. why can't we just be ourselves. in a world full of copies i'd rather be myself, unique. i get you