Everyday I get out of bed, I look in the mirror and feel all the hatred towards myself. I know I'm not loved, and I know I'm not as cared as you are. I get it. I'm not as popular like you or smart. I don't have many friends. I get it. You want me to leave, cause I'm not perfect. Can't you see? I'm trying.
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PoesíaHere are some quotes. They are some I have heard and some of them are mine. Hope you enjoy!!
