teenstruggle
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If I could be who I want, I’ll want to be me
From my DNA features to skin complexity
Good as you’ll ever be, simile
Style to my eloquence, poetry veteran
My door became a wall.
Tall, concrete, permanent.
You entered without a key, how?
Was my door not locked?
Must not have been, only explanation.
It’s my fault isn’t it?
This is mine
This is my body. Not Yours.
Don’t get overwhelmed- Im not asking you to keep score.
Just know that this- this is mine.
