Self Worth

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 I am beautiful.

I am beautiful.

I am beautiful.

I am beautiful.

I am beautiful. 

My mirror has heard the same thing since 4 years ago during the summer of 5th grade. 

My mirror can only see me for my body which looks nice enough but my scale sees it all. 

Every gaining pound, when it drops, when it grows its like it can see when I put on a oversized shirt so no weight even shows. 

Why does my worth get to be destroyed? Why do comments affect the thoughts that take place in our brains every single day? Why do I let your words affect me at all it shouldn't matter because you are not in charge of my self worth. 

You are not in charge of me. 

I am and will forever be beautiful. 

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