Everywhere i go,there are girls with long pretty hair. Skin the color of Almonds and cashews. They glance at me as if im not human and dont belong.
God i wish i was pretty
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The skin i didnt choose.
PoetryWhen you look into a mirror, do you feel confident? or are you ashamed of yourself.These are some poems i wrote . As a 13 year old girl i can never look at myself in the mirror and see the words black is beautiful or your perfect. When i look in the...
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Everywhere i go,there are girls with long pretty hair. Skin the color of Almonds and cashews. They glance at me as if im not human and dont belong.
God i wish i was pretty
