When Your Solutions Are Sugar Coated Possibilities
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[I’m an idiot; I can hold a conversation though I always stutter, I’m average looking yet I hate every molecule I possess. I’ve healed, yet those memories still haunt me. I’ve made impacts and shared my story, yet I’m worthless and will be forgotten. So I ask;
Mirror, oh mirror, please give me answers!]
“I promise I will educate you!”
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[Mirror, oh mirror, how do I speak to others?]
“You can speak slowly, so you have time to think about what to say!”
[Mirror, oh mirror, it’s not working!]
“You’re ignorant and your speech will never improve.”
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[Mirror, oh mirror, how do I get prettier?]
“Focus on yourself and take care of your body.”
[Mirror, oh mirror, it’s not working!]
“You’re hideous and nothing can fix your wretched being!”
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[Mirror, oh mirror, how do I heal?]
“Attend therapy and discuss your issues with others.”
[Mirror, oh mirror, it’s not working!]
“Good, you deserve to die, you sick unfixable creature.”
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[Mirror, oh mirror, how can I gain worth?]
“Do what you do best and work hard in it!”
[Mirror, oh mirror, it’s not working!]
“Because you’ll be forgotten eventually and you’re nothing.”
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[Mirror, oh mirror, that’s too harsh!]
“You’re just too naive to accept the truth.”
[Mirror, oh mirror, I thought you promised to help me!]
"You're delusional if you chose to seek guidance from a mere promise."
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[Promises are the sweetest lies. They gave me hope, but then were revealed sooner or later; they crushed me, and tore every particle of hope which lay in me. So I cry, as learning to mature is accepting what’s right; that solutions are just sugar coated possibilities.]
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Reya Suri
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