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I’ve been told I’m not worth it
 

Am I really going to listen to the words of

Monsters who can’t see that I’m a human

I only ever came here for the fortune cookies 

I don't know if you can tell 

when I stare at the menu 

under shiny plastic with a red rim 

when I glance 

I don’t know if I’m pretty enough for this world, 

I’ve got scars from every adventure I’ve ever had. 

I’ve got acne and spots no matter what I do and what I eat. 

we stood on stage in black & white eyes tired but we sang til tomorrow anyways // they caught our eyes as it ended raised their hands to clap but i turned quick away convinced our performance wasn't worth more than // the quiet glint of confid

It all began with a dare. It was a hot summer day. I practically dragged myself from the school bus back to my house, convinced I’d die of heatstroke.

One flutist.

And empty auditorium.

A silent stage.

I can feel the silence reverberating around the space -

I can feel the lack of an orchestra at my back,

The invisible audience before me,