A Narcissistic View
I can only view myself through faulted vision.
An observation skewed and beaten by the ensuing pressures of peoples gaze, yet -I try to maintain self-regulation.
For if I cannot glance without criticism how will I exist through my own stares.
Though if I perceive and start to accept will I be viewed as narcissistic for simply possessing a speck.atom.shred.fragment of belief?
May I trace my scarred skin with acceptance or would that prove to be too self-assured?
This societal paradox will seemingly persist.
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