Fitting in
Sometimes I think I try so hard to fit in.
I just never seem to figure out why why?
Why does it matter if I fit in or not? I wondered.
Why can't I just be myself? I wondered.
I can't show the real me. It's because nobody would ever like the real me.
I'm a nice, hardworking young lady.. I mean sure my face isn't pretty.
Neither is my body image.
I spent years trying to worry about who I was not.
Instead of who I really was.
Whether people like me or not.
I'm still me.
Yes.. I'm a bit insecure
But my insecurities are what make me unique.
I don't need to try to pretend im someone im not.
Instead of trying to fit in I need to show the real me.
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