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People look at me
They mutter to themselves.
I feel
Ugly, ugly.
Teachers look at me
They smile to themselves.
I feel
Hopeful, hopeful.
Friends smile at me
They giggle to themselves
I feel
Happy, happy.
Little ones look at me
Their eyes light up brightly.
I feel
Wanted, wanted.
Adults look at teens
They shake their heads.
I feel
Angry, angry.
I think about the old stereotype.
The one of us
Teenagers being portrayed as
Lazy, lazy.
I feel
Angry, angry.
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