There is a shell that covers us from ourselves. There is a wall that keeps us from others. There is a barrier that protects us from the crowd. Until, Someone breaks that shell by saying, Will you be my friend?
Reason for writing:
This poem was written when I was a senior in high school.
I was just discovering myself. I feel to be in touch with self
it is necessary to understand what surrounding qualities
exist. I have been blessed by being able to do this. I always work at being a good freind.
Birth sign: Not entered
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