i was looking at the mirror
and what a horror is it to see
these acne, these pimples all growing
are these a part of me?
it's just really really...ugly
horrible, sad but true
i'm really getting insecure now
i'ts easier when i'm pretty too
but then i've been cursed with this..(should i call it face?)
no beauty was designed
but no, don't pity me please
i can pity myself just fine
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Chained
PoetryI asked you if you love me. You widened the space between your thumb and your index finger, saying, "this much" And then I asked you if you love her. Your silence made me realize that both hands weren't long enough Completed.
