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People say mean things

they say I'm not good enough

say I'm ugly or dumb

 

sometimes they are right 

sometimes I am dumb enough to listen to the hateful words

 

then I start to believe the things they say 

my insecurities are given to me.

 

I lose myself and become who I am not

I have become the one they say I am

I have become the person I loathe 

 

I have become the words they described me as even when I know I am not that person

 

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