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Jul 2015
People don't understand
That even as a joke
Just the way I am
Clouds my heart with tears

Every picture I see
Are pictures of failure
Even being me
I'm failing there, too

I'm just so tired of it
Feeling not good enough
It burrows a pit
Deep in my stomach

Wish I could see myself
As more than just nothing
Throwing my heart on a shelf
Along with all my other fears.
I wish I liked the way I look. I just don't.
Marisa Lu Makil
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Marisa Lu Makil  25/F/Holland, MI
(25/F/Holland, MI)   
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