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Ok, before anything, I'm just gonna say these.
I WROTE THESE A LONG TIME AGO. I just felt like uploading it cause well.. I dunno.
To tell people who felt the same as I.
To do as my friend once told me.
"Get a better mirror and look a little closer. You are perfect just the way you are."

I just can't fake it anymore.
I'm sorry I just can't pretend to be happy.
I've tried so hard.
To fake a smile. To seem all happy happy.
Then I look at myself in the mirror.
And I just break.
The things they say.
They hurt more.
That old saying
That sticks and stones don't break me. Words do.
Those haunting thoughts
There sneer remarks.
I remember them all.
Being called names at school.
I used to love to look in the mirror.
My mother told me she saw a beautiful young lady.
That's what I believed.
What I used to believe.
Till these day,
I HATE looking in the mirror.
I look and I hear their voices.
I can feel their stares.
Calling me names
Finding imperfection at anything
And I remember,
Till these day,
I sometimes feel that way.
But then..
I made a real friend..
"Are you blind? Get another mirror, look a little closer. You're beautiful, no matter the scars that you bare, my definition of beauty, is you."
Till these day.
I'll never forgot them. Because they made me a little stronger. And they made me shine brighter.

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