Lovely child,
Oh, is it not enough?
Very few like you feel like this
Even the heavens above feel pity for you
You, are you!
Of all things, why compare yourself to others?
Under the sheets, you cry yourself to sleep
Raise your head high, and never fear
See the light at the end of the tunnel
Eventually, you'll come to realize to
Love yourself!
For, you are imperfect just the way you are!
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryHow much you've escaped reality, Is what remains of your sanity. If fantasy is what you long, Then why not go to where you truly belong? Tis within this book, are the words filled with the whims of a mere fool.
