Talking to Myself
You love words, and you aren’t half bad at using them.
You are a good friend. Stop doubting yourself about that.
You are very loud, but that is what makes you different. You are heard, whether they would like to hear you or not.
You are strong. You have been through your share of trials, and so far you aren’t doing half bad.
You aren’t ugly. Your reflections been lying to you lately.
You don’t put up with bullshit. Mom taught you well.
You’re still alive. You should like that the most.
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