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She sits on her bed wondering if she will ever get better. Ever BE better. She wonders if her choices and emotions are her fault Or a product of something deeper. She stares at herself in the mirror and wonders If her tired eyes were caused by the torrent of tears, or instead, if they were caused by life's tolls. But, What she doesn't know, Is that the only person who sees her in this way Is herself. She Is only the underdog To herself.
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Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 12:08 PM UTC
The Underdog
She sits on her bed wondering if she will ever get better. Ever BE better. She wonders if her choices and emotions are her fault Or a product of something deeper. She stares at herself in the mirror and wonders If her tired eyes were caused by the torrent of tears, or instead, if they were caused by life's tolls. But, What she doesn't know, Is that the only person who sees her in this way Is herself. She Is only the underdog To herself.
I was reading through old journals I wrote for creative writing and this was one of them. The prompt for the journal was "The underdog..."
#underdog#herself#selfaware#wondering#progress#stagnation
AkinToASunflower
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AkinToASunflower
19/F/Florida
Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 12:08 PM UTC
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