Does it bother you that I feel myself?
That on my good days when I'm strong enough to say:
'I look good'
Does it affect you?
Am I hurting you?
Does the Melanin in my skin awaken the monster within?
Is it hard to except the fact that I need to learn how to love myself?
Without the makeup or Snapchat filters.
The ones you hide behind.
I want to be Me.
Without question!
Assume you know what I've been threw.
Learn my background, see who've taught me.
That who am wasn't good enough.
That I needed to be tuff to survive.
And along the way I learned for me.
My momma busts her butt for me.
All she does is love me.
So if anyone can love me for me and be satisfied with who I am unlike you.
You'll never change.
Realize that I can and will be proud of who I am.
So I'll ask again.
Does it bother you?
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Hello Beautiful people🤗 I wrote this just cause I need to let my emotions out. I really don't know where it came from. But yes I'm trying to learn how to love myself. Cause I don't do it a lot. But I'm hope the Lord can help me😊
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ŞiirThis is just a book of poems I've wrote and feel confident in sharing to the people of Wattpad!
