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In a world filled with changes each and every day
I feel like I’m being judged for what I do and what I say
I remember back to Barbies, and play dates in the park
When I didn’t have to worry about other people’s remarks
But looking in the mirror I see to my surprise
A completely different person staring deep into my eyes
The carefree little child I was at four or five
Has now become a teenager learning how to survive