What about me

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Staring into the portal of insecurities  

I honestly don’t know why I spend so much time believing I’m an obscurity

Caring about what everyone thinks about me

I’m just pathetic …

Spreading like an epidemic

Isolated in a place they said somebody will always be there

Tasseled hair

 Tan skin

Makes me imperfect and hard to fit in

A lot harder to blend

 Funny that I am

Yet when I look in the mirror I tend to question why I’m I so different

The pain that I feel is a constant reminder that no one can console it

Except for the ones that don’t know I exist

A trouble mind wondering if I’m missing something within

I want to be more than what I am

And amount to something  amazing and grand

But all I have are just thoughts that brew into my mind

 That sometimes I have no choice but to write

I’m gasping for air but my lungs only inhale water

Suddenly I’m drowning in my own pity of slaughter

I don’t want to give in to the tide,

 But it feels like life is a dull blade stabbing me deep inside

They say you have to love yourself in order for others to love you

But why do I end up loving myself and questioning why others can’t do the same

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