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Dec 2018
24 hours in a day
7 days in a week
I’ve been trying to learn how to deal with you
How to deal with your words
That are sharp
Sharp enough to cut my skin
& through my heart
You see me in pain but you just sit there with that grin
You say :
Im not pretty enough
Not feminine enough
Not curvy enough
BASICALLY
what youre tryna say is that...
im Not good enough
now you’re gone
& im here, still alone
Trying to Hide my feelings
But the band aids you got me...
I’m still bleeding
But you know what ??!
I’m not ready to quit
my mother taught me my worth
No matter how the shoe fits
My father showed me
What it was to be treated right
So I do not have to feel guilty
Because you wanted me out of your sight
I don’t need you to tell me what I am
I am good enough
Not to someone else, but to myself
I am so much better than what you say I am
I am proud, just being myself

Written by
Jet  F
(F)   
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