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Oh, so you're not thin?
Tell me how you're ugly.
Oh, so your hair doesn't look good everyday?
Tell me whose does.
Oh, so you make mistakes?
Tell me who doesn't.
Oh, so you're not a model?
Tell me what the definition of beauty is.
Oh, so you aren't normal?
Tell me what "normal" is.
Oh, so you aren't good enough?
Tell me why.
You can't.
Because there isn't a standard you need to reach to be yourself.
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And That's Wrong.
You're fat.
Or maybe you're
Anorexic...
I don't know.
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
You're ugly.
Or maybe you're
Fake...
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
You're quiet.
Or maybe you're
Obnoxious...
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
You're you.
Or maybe you're
like everybody else?
Well.
You're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
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I Know You Hate Me Now But...
I Know You Hate Me Now But...:
Just give me a chance alright, I'll explain
To me, you're the girl that I notice everything about.
The way you laugh, the way you smile;
We got along great back then, even if we don't now.
And to be honest, I miss that...
You had the most lovely silky smooth hair
You'd give me the cutest anime girl smile
I wish I'd talked to you more about Manga,
Hell you got me started on the whole thing.
You were fantastic at drawing too
Man I was always jealous of that talent,
And I loved your drawings, like I once loved you.
I wish that you could have been a professional.
I would have bought your book every mon
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Dear Writer
Dear Writer,
I don’t like you. I’ve never liked you. Unfortunately, I need you. I need you to tell my story. I need you to create my world. I need you to set me free.
I need your fingers typing on those keys, I need your mind riddling out the problems, and I need you to plough onward and upward no matter how hard it gets. Sweat, blood, and tears, I don’t care. You’ve got to fight this war, battle at a time, and win it. So I can be more.
It’s a slim hope, but it is the only one I have. In your head I am bound to mortality, frailty, and the limit of your meagre imagination. Out there – out there – I
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this is another inspirational poem thing for my feels about bullying, helf harm, depression, etc. It was kind of sparked bny my friend and his confession of his feelings. I want to spread the word around that it is a bigger problem that you may think. People actually this about themselves and others take it as something attention-whores do. People actually think of themselves as worthless and it breaks my heart </3 so any support would be great. it could save someone
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