Poem #37

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Self consciousness rules half of my world
My day could be wonderful
But then I look in the mirror
And all I see is a disaster
I look away and everything feels so different
I wish I was invisible
Maybe then I wouldn't be judged
Wouldn't be noticed
I wouldn't feel sorry for everything around me for having to deal with such a wreck as myself
My day becomes ruined
Knowing that many are just acting when I'm around
And I know they don't really want me there
Then a small part of my heart says
'No, your perfect, and nice, and smart people enjoy your company'
But then it feels like that small piece is shattered into microscopic pieces that become negative from a distance.
And all I feel is sadness
Knowing that I can't change who I am
Even if I wanted to...

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