I See What You Don'T See - Poem by Zuleyma Garcia
I see my skin as paper,
i cut and cut but i don't feel pain.
I see my face like a mask,
so i hide and put a new one on.
I see my size as a book,
i judge myself everyday.
and soon my life will be like a film,
one day it will end.
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