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I am just a mutation of the monstrosity we coined society. I see the knife as it flays at my waist; my skin rejoicing at the idea that soon, SOON I can fit into those jeans he told me I would look good in. I worry for my sister, for all the girls
Size, shape, and color don't matter.
Be grateful and smile.
Love them the way they are, please don't judge.
Look into their personality
That's reality
Alright so
Sticks and stones wont break my bones
but this razor surely scars me.
Let it, let it
roll of your back
let it, let it
stay for a sneak attack
Born in an egg already cracked
Some say it’s a flaw
Others sigh and say never
This crack is indented in my soul
How am I supposed to know
Which is right, and which is wrong
