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I know,
I'm not good,
No need to point it out.

Tears in eyes,
waiting to fall,
lump in my throat,
trembling hands,
and an insulated, aching heart.

"Don't cry",
"You're strong",
"We'll be the best too"
the minds says,
facing the quiet mirror,
having tear-edge eyes.

I know,
I'm not good,
No need to mock.
My younger sister is an all-rounder. Beauty, intelligent, A++ student, brain, good behaviour, sense of humour, communication, etc. which I am fail at.
I am just a ugly stupid girl having high temper, whom most people dislike.
Does that affect me? Maybe................or maybe not.
She doesn't to point that out, indirectly sarcastically. I know she is the best among out and childish too but I have feeling too, even though I just shrug them off. She may say that for fun, to lighten the mood but still.................... She is a lot childish innocent cute too, but still.................... don't say that please. Please.
Red
my wrists are red
and my mind has gone blue
clinging to brief release so sweet
as my vision blurs with a dark hue

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