Fit In - Poem by Emily Wang
I spent half of my life wanting to be like them,
when really all alone I could'be been me.
I could've been free,
but the red line across beautiful couldn't cut it.
I spend half of my life staring at pictures,
when really I could've been smiling in the mirror.
I should'be enjoyed happiness when I had it,
but instead I was clutching at my stomach,
The road to recovery won't be easy.
No, I won't fit in.
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