Running down my face
Tears, I see
In the reflection
I see me.
I know not to care what other people think,
But I just can’t stop it from getting to me.
I may not be the prettiest,
Or have the nicest clothes,
But I have a nice smile,
and a kind heart.
And if I could change ONE THING,
I would try to get rid of bullying,
Because people should not ridicule others
But accept them for who they are.
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