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I am pretty


I look around

everyone is wearing make up

I look at my mirror

and realize I'm the only one without

 

I see him talking to a girl

she is wearing a lot of make up

I look at my mirror

and realize I'm the only one without

 

I sit infront of my mirror

surrounded by expensive magazines

I look at my mirror

and tell myself that I will be pretty

 

I get to school

and see him walking by

I walk past him

and tell myself that I am pretty

 

I hear footsteps

and I turn around

I see him coming towards me

and tell myself that I am pretty

 

I see his hand wiping off my eyeshadow

and I look at him without my make up

He handed out a mirror similing

and told me that I am pretty

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