I am
I am beautiful
I am apple of the eye
I am why blue blankets cover the sky
I am the graceful leap of a dancer
I am your dream
I am terrifying
I am the reason why you hide
I am the reason why you cry
I am the scream behind the scenes
I am your nightmare
I am self conscious
I am the reason why I cry
I am the reason why I hide my body
No matter the Prada, the Gucci, or Versace
I am my own nightmare
This poem is about:
Me
Our world
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