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We are who we we are.
Whether it's the cheerleader,
With the pom poms in hand.
The quiet guy,
With dark makeup around his eyes.
The really smart girl,
Who tutors everyone in math.
The funny football player,
That's always socializing.
The shy poet,
That's always getting inspired.
The romantic boy,
Who's trying to get a girl.
The techie chick,
Who can fix a laptop.
We are who we are.
Whether it's the cheerleader,
With the pom poms in hand.
The quiet guy,
With dark makeup around his eyes.
The really smart girl,
Who tutors everyone in math.
The funny football player,
That's always socializing.
The shy poet,
That's always getting inspired.
The romantic boy,
Who's trying to get a girl.
The techie chick,
Who can fix a laptop.
We are who we are.
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Poem was inspired by the song "We R Who We R" by Ke$ha
All that matters is that you are you. It's always better to be yourself
I hope you guys like this
Song "We R Who We R" (c) Ke$ha
Poem (c) Me-
All that matters is that you are you. It's always better to be yourself
I hope you guys like this
Song "We R Who We R" (c) Ke$ha
Poem (c) Me-
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and who we are is who we want to be!
that is ourselves, CUZ WE WERE BORN THIS WAY!!!!!!!!!!!
that is ourselves, CUZ WE WERE BORN THIS WAY!!!!!!!!!!!