Her

I was her
I was the quiet girl who dreamt of being one of “them”
I was her
I was the girl who tried too hard to fit in
I was her
Crying from the empty in her heart
I was her
Abusing and feeling sorry for herself
That was me
NO MORE. I am stronger, better
This is me
MYSELF. True to my heart, kind to my body.

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