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And again, they ask me

"Why can't you?"

"Why don't you?"

As always,

I look at my feet 

Clouded with despair 

Hanging in grey

Shatter in pieces

Heartache makes me scream

The feeling of never being enough 

Ringing in my chest 

Too loud that I can't hear my own cry 

And they voice, 

"Look at her"

"Look at him"

And I do.

But then I realized 

I am me

Not them

I am my own self 

I don't wear people's mask

Nor their bodies

So what if I'm not enough 

So what if I'm not like one of them

This is me

I am my own version

And no one can change that 

No one 

Not even you