Mallory Wanted To Be Herself
Millions of girls wanted to be delicate and pretty.
Mallory was not one of them, she wanted to be herself.
The others flocked to the same places
Wanting identical hairdos, copying another girl’s nail art.
Mallory had no time to worry about nail art.
She was learning bone and muscular structure
Millions of girls wanted to be invited to prom
Mallory was not one of them, she was answering her mail.
Sixteen colleges had told her that she had been admitted.
She was making her choices
Eight of them offered to pay her entire tuition.
One offered to also pay her room and board.
She selected that one.
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