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  • Writer's pictureSharon To

Dear Younger Me

Sometimes life isn’t so great,

And you’ll be hard pressed to believe that this is your fate

People will judge you by your appearance,

But all of their words are nothing but a hindrance

Don’t believe every word that they feed into your head

“You’re fat”, “you’re short”, “you’re ugly”, they said

Some people will leave

Some will deceive

And those wounds will stay

With you in ways

That you could never convey

But things will get better,

Just wait, you’ll see.

You’ll learn to untether

From those who can’t see me for me

I wish I could say

That you love yourself every day

But you’re trying,

And for now that’s enough


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