I've always looked at my skin,
Thinking that my skin speaks,
Tormenting myself to disbelief,
Never saw the good in me,
But, then I realized that I was only looking skin deep,
There's more than the flesh on my bones,
More than a cage for my soul,
I realize that im a fertilizer,
Helping others grow.

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