This poem is called Proud.
I kinda relate this poem to me.
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it makes me so sad
seeing those other girls
walking around happy
being in their own body
ive never liked mine
ive never liked being constantly judged
i cant stop it
its just the way society is
im sorry im not pretty
im sorry im not perfect
but im not sorry for being who i am
im proud of my personality
proud of my life
proud that i can walk around
living my own life
i may not be perfect
but at least im not self-obsessed
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Poems and Stuff
PoetryJust a book of stuff. I guess you can call them poems.. I don't know if I'm any good. so let's find out. Leave some comments telling me if it was a good poem or not
