Ugly Ugly Ugly Ugly Ugly

How can I be okay with me?

My body is too big to match my dreams

How can I be okay with me?

I’m not as good as I once was

No matter what he says or does

I miss how I was, how I used to be

How can I be okay with me?

I will never be how I want to be

I’ll never be okay with me.

This poem is about: 
Me

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