Looking in the mirror
Thinking about
how I'm so ugly
Walking through a parking lot
With my hair in a bun
And my phone in my hand
With my earbuds in
Listening to Fall Out Boy
Singing along
under my breath
Even though
I get weird looks
Thinking about how
Even though I'm weird
And crazy, and ugly,
And I have uncountable flaws
That I'm proud to be me
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A/n: this is so cheesy but it just happened and I needed to get out that everyone is beautiful even if no one thinks you are. I'm so happy today. And if you need anyone to talk to, you can always come to me. Love you all so much!!!
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Music On, World Off
PoesíaIdk what to say about these poems. They mean so much to me but most of them don't represent me anymore.
