This jealousy creeping inside me, little creatures whispering “you’re not good enough”, mirrors showing me a monster and people calling me freak.

I envy every single part of everybody, her skin color, his beautiful skin, her beautiful eyes, his charming smile, the way they are a crowd pleaser a people pleaser and Im just a person from that crowd appreciating their beauty.

It seems like everyone has a talent has a purpose and im just ME, a person has uneven teeth, who has many bruises on her skin, who has an ugly smile and uncharming eyes, who is a talents mess.


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