I look in the mirror and I see every little thing I don't like about me. My hair isn't long and beautiful. The blemishes all over my face that I can't get rid of. How my smile never seems right, but maybe that's because it's always fake. The he came along. He told me I was beautiful. And as he fell in love with everything about me, I did too. My eyes shine brighter. My smile is no longer fake. I learned to embrace my imperfections because they make me who I am. And it is time that you realize that about you too because we are all perfect within our imperfections.
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Stay Strong
PoetryShort stories and quotes to help you get over self harm and depression. If it doesn't say who it's written by at the end then it's by me. This book is not encouraging self harm in any way. If you need somebody to talk to you can always message me.
