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How come I'm always good enough
For everyone
But myself?
Their eyes accept
But mine disapprove of every part of me
Fat here
Fat there
Weak
Slow
Invisible
Why do I do this to myself?
I can look past all of it
But for some reason
I'm afraid that if I can smile at myself
In the mirror
I'll have nothing to reach for
Nothing to want to be
Nothing without a purpose
So my tears will fall
Because I'll never be able to  live up
To my own expectations



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