Who are you?

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In my mother’s eyes, I am but a small child; unaware of the dangerous world…

In my teacher’s eyes, I am but a student;  desperately wanting to be seen…

In my best friend’s eyes, I am but a companion; a hand that she can always hold…

In my eyes, I am but a soul, wandering to understand what life actually means…

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I don’t want to stay buried inside my coccoon and never finding the way out. I don’t know who I want to become. I don’t know what wants to become me. I don’t know when the day will come when I can finally feel free.

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The diversity of experience and understanding is different. I feel like I can simply approach anybody and he/she would be really friendly.

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I think that everyday something will change a person. It doesn’t only occur in college. But I think that overall, I want my college experience to change me in a way that I can become more expressive.