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My skin with all the acne My feet for being too big My height My style My nails My weight My shyness My uncleanliness My work ethic My weight How I play my instruments My physics grade My hair My personality My smile My teeth My chest My weight My divorced parents How my mom expects too much My sloppy handwriting How I can't express my feelings My weight My weight My weight That's all my mom seems to mention Not my outfit Or my oily hair But my weight She tells me to love myself But how can I When the person I look up to the most Is always trying to change me
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May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 11:12 AM UTC
What I Hate
My skin with all the acne My feet for being too big My height My style My nails My weight My shyness My uncleanliness My work ethic My weight How I play my instruments My physics grade My hair My personality My smile My teeth My chest My weight My divorced parents How my mom expects too much My sloppy handwriting How I can't express my feelings My weight My weight My weight That's all my mom seems to mention Not my outfit Or my oily hair But my weight She tells me to love myself But how can I When the person I look up to the most Is always trying to change me
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May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 11:12 AM UTC
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