Wow this is hard
I never really write about my self
For I am not vain or full of it
One who does not see herself as that
The one who sits on the beach
With a pen and notebook in hand
The Creator of words The magic weaver
Normal am I nothing special
Braces, glasses, blue eyes, blond hair
The magic weaver
Sporty and tall sweet and smart
Wow nothing special
The magic weaver
Friends, boyfriends the works
I face many things that other girls have
The magic weaver
I am the writer the poet the dreamer the friend
The guitar the music the notes on the page
The magic weaver
The name of Leigh I am branded
The magic weaver
I leave now feeling cool for writing my frist poem about me Leigh
The magic weaver


but you never wear your glasses? do you wear them regularly now? anyway, great write!! I love these lines:
written any more? see ya

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