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Wednesday 24 June 2009 photo 4/5
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I can’t eat anything
without shoving my hands down my throat
And I refuse to meet the world without smearing on makeup
With my hair blinding my eyes
I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen my own eyes
Or the color of my skin
Do you know what it’s like to feel ugly all the time?
I stretch myself across the world
Pushing my limits
For your entertainment and
You had the nerve
To call out my weaknesses
To drag me through the dirt
I’m staring at the mirror
Looking back at the person I hate
without shoving my hands down my throat
And I refuse to meet the world without smearing on makeup
With my hair blinding my eyes
I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen my own eyes
Or the color of my skin
Do you know what it’s like to feel ugly all the time?
I stretch myself across the world
Pushing my limits
For your entertainment and
You had the nerve
To call out my weaknesses
To drag me through the dirt
I’m staring at the mirror
Looking back at the person I hate
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