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Psychology
I am a psychology major in school, I think it is pretty cool. I can read people like words on a page. When people smile at me, I can see their rage. Some say my talents are fake and absurd, I promise they are not, I can hear the unheard. I developed this skill as a boy, and it I could not avoid. In middle school I didn't play with a toy, instead, I read Freud. I see it as a cursed gift, I see a person and judge them swift. A nail biter has generalized anxiety, because we put too much pressure on them in society. I am not an optimist, nor am I a pessimist. I don't get this half full or empty bit, I see a glass that has water in it. Every person's hand that I shake, I can tell if they are true or fake. A frat boy acts out in class and gets a suspension, When he was younger, his father paid him no attention. In a session, a person asks, “why do I do this?” then they talk more, as I look into their dark abyss. Not everyone I talk to is clinically insane, Their mood is like the moon, it waxes and wanes. I see things you can't see in plain sight, the scary part is, I am almost always right. This is not something that can be learned, In my DNA at birth, it was burned. I can have a conversation with a complete stranger, I just look in their eyes and can tell if I'm in danger. A small, frail looking boy, I examined with a computer, I examined him, because he was a school shooter. I can talk to you and look in your eyes, then tell you that I saw your lies. If you don't believe me, lets place a wager, I promise you will lose to this psychology major.
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