Summertime, the time when self-love is the hardest.
Boys and girls showing off their perfect bodies
You never look at your body and think its perfect, huh?
So you are sobbing
Bopping in the ocean
With your layers on
Not letting any skin show.
You are going on the jetty
So you don't get petty
When comparing yourself to them.
You never like them
Cause they have everything you desired for so long.
Its constant battle for you
To try and love yourself for what you have
Not what you lack
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Aftermath of It All
PoetryHere's the aftermath of all the stuff i have gone through over the years..... Let's see what has changed and what has stayed the same.
