I am Beautiful
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To talk of it is easily done, But To feel it coarse through your vein- That is a much harder task, And to the Universe I want to ask: Why am I so crippled? Why am I so blind?
I don't remember the first day I saw this portal. This portal that showed me what the world saw. The image of me that everyone has an opinion for. Where is my opinion.
I am not okay. I never will be. I am the problem. No one cares about me. I am the darkness in a world of light. I am the cause of so many wrongs and no rights. I am a walking mistake.
I am sweetI am kindI am friendlyI am niceI am me and I can not be anyone else but me