Selfness


Now that I am thinking straight,
Thinking like a young woman.
I am light, I am small, I have flaws
Yet my hands and feet are proportionate,
My insecurity is inadequate.
Living in disguise, longing for acceptance.
I must realize I am worth more,
Much more than I give myself credit.
For all to know,
We are, you are, I am worth more.

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