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Bitter
Don't tell me about self worth As if I should take worth and apply it to myself As if I should know how to do that How could I know I was not genetically predisposed to it We're you? Cause you tell me A woman should know her worth As if it is a part of her A gift from the womb Nah There's no organ within me No living seed No innate ability For self worth I have to look at the world And take their word for it I'm declared un-everything Unpretty, unlovable, unworthy My skin doesn't become a buttery version of Brown against too much sun Only darker, drier, scarier to the majority And my body rolls, curves are only coined pleasantries And the flaw within me is the worst flaw ing the world Well it must be From my mother to my man? All have proven Incapable to love me Should I hunt for worth labeled self among the trees? You would suggest this out of my reach This wilderness in which I live has lost me I am lost in its brush No one has come to look for me I am without surprise Is it from the lack of love that worth derived? If true, I am well on my way Although I can't fathom how someone like me Someone lost, loveless Could be worth anything
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