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a battlefield within my skin


snap snap click

my heart sinks when I see the "pic"

the mirror is a friend with whom I fight

will I get a cute shot tonight

angle the camera in a way that looks good

all my followers will see my good mood

smile big with my arm around friends

search for approval again and again

 

I blemish-control the photo

do it just right so no one will know

in my picture you'll see no acne

why does it have power over me

breakout and my smile fades

my skin longing for better days

 

because if I look pretty enough

maybe people will like me more

maybe I will like me more

maybe I'll be more comfortable in my own skin

but maybe the editing needs to come from within.

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