Growing Greener

Day to day I'm not the same, even my face is in constant change.

Looking back, I can't recognize what used to be me at the time. 

I was skinny, young, and not sure what I'd become

I wore baggy clothes to hide my bones and thought I was alone.

In real life we have no filters or masks to hide our shame.

But we can try to change ourselves, until everyone's the same.

Try I say because it cannot be done,

and even if it could, the world would be no fun.

I look at me, in the mirror I see that I'm alright the way I am.

Though I'm not strong, social, athletic, or the least bit tan.

I'll accept these facts and so should all, no matter how thin or wide or tall.

Because people change and that's a fact you're not allowed to deny.

So make the change to accept yourself, and keep blind to the "greener" side. 

 

 

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