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Inner Self


I used to look in the mirror and thought - "Why am I such an ugly snot?",

I would look at my body from head to toe,

I wish that my body was moldable like dough,

I would pull my pants up to cover my fat,

So my stomach would be flat,

For many years I have been fighting,

But yet the things I do is inviting,

I would look at these girls making me feel worse,

The words in my head are on repeat like a curse,

I try to stay positive and strong,

But in the end, those feelings were wrong,

My reflection became my worse nightmare,

To the point, it takes my air,

I can't stand it anymore!

I just wish this body would drop to the floor,

But all of this soon changed,

I know that these thoughts can be rearranged, 

For which now I have obtained...

So listen now as I tell you my pain,

Please do not let yourself fall into this lane,

Love yourself and value your life,

For that, it gives you the strength with each passing strife. 

 

 

 

 

 

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