***FlawlessScolarshipSlam
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What have I learned
from my mental illnesses? I
have learned that there are people
I came into this world
a beautiful and chubby baby girl,
8 lbs. 3 oz. with a head full of black curls.
My mother's first child,
and it stayed that way for a while.
Not a care in the world,
Darkness comes in to
Eat the light
So keep within you
All fear tonight
For the hunt is on
This coming winter
And there'll be nowhere
To run
When it catches you
You cant stop me baby
You can't hold me back
I'm flying,
seeing stars
not dying
feeling for once
I'm shinning
being bright
no hiding
this is life.
Baby
There is way more that caught the eye
What I , and nobody else could see
When eye, connects with the mirror
Is the bare minimum of everything
My beauty isn't determined solely by what I am
Or even who I am
I'm perfect
like the story of Hercules.
Represented by Courage and Glory,
Masculinity and Strength,
Pleasure and virtue.
Chosen by light, and
offered one of two lives.
I'm perfect
every single day i wake,
is the best of days for goodness sake,
i dont wake up sad,
i dont wake up mad,
if i do,
i still say it is the best day i will go through,
why,
How can they say I'm flawless when they don't know me?
They haven't seen me lose my temper,
eat too much,
procrastinate,
cry, and have they noticed my bad hair?
my not bikini ready body?
my grades?
My imperfections are in no way diminishing my value!
For I am
Priceless,
