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When I Look In the Mirror

I don’t know what it’s called But there is a little flap of skin behind my two front teeth My two front teeth My two front teeth And sometimes it aches And itches And hurts And the only way to make it feel better Is by scratching it with something sharp And I make it bleed and it runs red But it fixes the itching and the ache There’s some acne on my back And when I scratch my back I can feel them But they aren’t whiteheads So I can’t take care of them I’m not very skinny I’m not super big But when I eat I can be Sort of a pig I have scars on my hands And I wonder if he notices them when he holds them The giant scar on my knee that Aches when it’s going to rain It acts like a giant goose bump It hardness when it’s cold And gets soft when it’s warm And since there is nerve damage I can’t scratch it So when it itches I have to hit it I don’t have a gap between my thighs I have scars between my boobs One of my nipples is bigger than the other I have too much hair “Down There” My toenails are chipped My fingernails bit My hair is a bright fake red My eyes are bright green When they want to be Otherwise they change to brown I have scarring on my face The line on my back doesn’t Go all the way to my butt My eyebrows have grown in But I can’t see within Because whose soul shows from the outside When I look in the mirror This is what I see So I understand why no one Could fall in love with me…

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