Shine
it's hard to love myself
when i was never taught how.
i can solve for y
but i'm uncomfortable unless i have makeup applied.
i know one of the original colonies was deleware.
but i hate that my hair
doesn't look like hers
i can make friends with others
but not with the girl in the mirror
because she doesn't like my exterior.
it's hard to love myself
when the voices say i don't fit in
and that i was born to stand out.
i hate being restrained by these thoughts -
but they have been ingrained in me -
so i think them a lot.
it's hard to love myself
when it's suffocating.
it's a game of always waiting
that some day i'll be able to shed this outside
that i abhor
but maybe the problem comes from
this broken girls' mind
that swears she's fine
but she just wants to be more
it's hard to love myself
when i pray to a god
that someday i'll free myself
from this mental prison
but he never replies
(if he even listens)
but i refuse to let myself
be hard to love
the moon doesn't compete with the sun
and maybe like self love
her job is never done
she may only shine when it's dark
but she definitly still leaves her mark
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