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Nov 2020
Just as I come to accept my worth
And the beauty within myself
I look into the mirror
And I am haunted by their cruel words

The smile I worked hard to create, fades
As I walk away from the mirror I ask

Why am I not good enough for them?
Seasonal depression is hitting hard, so I came back to what I do best... writing
Written by
harley jane  19/F
(19/F)   
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     Eshwara Prasad and Nylee
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