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Fear And Illusions
Holding my books, before walking into a new school.
'Will they like me? ' I wonder 'Or will they think i'm a fool? '
I'm pushed in, through a rushing crowd,
They all stare.
Unaware, if they'd judge me,
Before they know me,
Point out my flaws,
Think i'm a phony,
Just a phony brony,
Who'll watch my little pony all day everyday
A warm smile appears,
Throughout this rushing crowd.
My thoughts fade into a oblivian
The bell rings,
The new girl,