Camp

by i miss my angels   Apr 19, 2008


Sometimes I think
Going to camp changed me
And I became a new person
I did not hide anything
Finally I had the chance
To be the real me
I thought when I went home
I could still be that same person
Turns out I was wrong
I wish you could have met
The real me
Because you would have
Liked who she really was
I hope she will come back soon
Because without her
I don’t know what I will do

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