Being Myself Poem by Meetika Srivastava

Being Myself

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Wanting to be someone else was never my aim, but to be myself is my earnest desire.
I am what I am bitter, better or bigger but myself is what my heart desires.
Scaling the peaks of achievements was all I dreamt of.
Slept off and on often nights just to be awake sometimes.

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