I try to run from myself,
but the distance to run is too great
I try to hide from myself,
but wherever I turn it's myself that I face
So I fall,
aware of myself
and I stay,
full of disgust at my own existence
How can I accept myself,
when people all around me judge me
by the impossible standards that surround me
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




Ashley P.
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