I am...
The girl who is quiet
The girl who is loud
The girl who's too shy
And the girl who is proud
I'm clear water on skin
But the salt in your eyes
I am quiet down to earth
But, can still touch the sky
I think in bright colors
But, look black and white
I'm in your face one minute
The next... out of sight
When I sing, I feel pretty
Something I can't usually be
When I sing,
I'm a prisoner who's been set free
I'm where the road starts
I'm where the sidewalk ends
I am Ms. Spencer Strong
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