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My face looks pained and my masks are all in flames.
My voice feels edgy and my neck seems fuzzy.
My hair is too dry and my skin seems fried.
My ears look flappy and my voices make me snappy.
My torso isn't flat and my lips are chapped.
My eyes are burned and my arms are bowed.
My calves are like a cow's and my feet get a bit ' big wow '.
My mind is in a blender and my elbows and knees feel too tender.
Don't fault me for my appearance unless you have some clearance.
They say it's what inside that matters but want outside beauty on the platter.
Society forced me into these issues and now they shame me for it, like a dirty tissue.
It took me some time but I learned to accept me as mine.
I may look like I have been robbed still I'm better than you snobs.
Every snowflake is different and I'm too.
People beware cause pitchforks have been drawn and I warn,
Cause I'm about to turn the tables on you.
There is a bottomless pit in my stomach and it's filling me up. (It's an old piece.)
00You gave me light and left you with darkness and empty promises.
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Part of the Poetry collection
Updated on March 13, 2019
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