I am strong

I am brave

I am beautiful

I can soar to the heavens and back again

But at times it seems


 I am wrong

I am too bold?

 I am ugly?

I am weak.

No one loves me?


But this is not a pity song,

Everyone feels low

Do not prey on me

It could make these insecurities



Please don't torment me long,

I'm afraid of you being right.

Your words burn me

Worse than any fight.

These scars won't fade you know.


They will tell me I am wrong

To think I am anything more than useless

To believe I am strong

To know I am beautiful

My confidence will refuse to show.


Please. Just leave me alone. 

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