I am human
You ask why am I like this,
I say because I am me.
Laughter follows my response
words saying I'm not good enough
words saying why do I try?
As im looking up from the ground,
I decide right then, right there
I do not deserve this.
I am flawless
I am human
I am me.
So I stand.
pick my self off the floor
and know I am loved.
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