Who am I? 24601?
Everyday I went through the motions
Stopping only to talk to people
Who tell me I am not enough.
"I am not smart enough
I am not funny enough
I am not pretty enough
I am not skinny enough"
And on the list goes.
Their words used to affect me
But I grew numb and moved on.
Until one day I saw them hurling
The same words to a frightened girl.
I told her that they were wrong
That she was enough.
And that's when I realized
That after all this time
I wasn't wrong, they were.
So who am I?
I am enough
I am important
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