What I Would Change
she looks in the mirror. It screams at her "you're not thin enough, tall enough, pretty enough",
will I ever be enough? Enough to feel free in my own skin? enough to live and actually live. Not
succeptible to societies brutal pulverization to any self-confidence one might barely be grasping.
I want to be free from judgement. Free to be me.
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