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Sorry!!! I wasn't done, so I'll just continue. As I was saying, this poem really makes me think about my own experiences and my own life, but also about how bad it could be for others. Not just in my school, but all over. We all just want to be accepted, but I think we've come to learn that if you can only be accepted for who others want you to be, and not who you actually are, then you should look for acceptance elsewhere. I don't think I'd be saying this exact same thing two years ago, but that's because I wanted to be someone who others liked. I thought that I would end up being liked by everybody one way or another. I was so stupid, probably still am, but now I can accept me for me, even if others can't. I learned that the idea of popularity isn't all it's cracked up to be and that there will be people that don't know me but dislike me for little or no reason at all, but after a while I stopped caring and started just accepting it. Life can not be lived if you think that everyone really is going to love you and thinking you are perfect, but it can't be lived trying to become perfect either. I know it sounds like I'm just some crazy girl talking about my life, and I'm sorry about that, but I just really wanted you to know how much this really means to me. This poem really does make me realize those things all over again, and I really do love this.

Don't worry about it. :)
I'm glad that this poem made you think, as a writer that's the most that I can ever ask for with a piece of writing. You are definitely not stupid; what you are saying in this comment is quite possibly one of the most profound and intelligent things that I have ever read.
I'm really quite speechless; thank you so very much for taking the time to leave such an interesting and kind review! :)