“A Diffident Youth”

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Beauty has corrupted my kindness.

Mirrors make militance.

Cosmetics cause crisis.

Insecurity is inevitable.

I carry my frustration onto my surroundings.

I loathe mirrors.

I execrate clothes.

Though I can’t fault them for my insecurity,

blame is always easier upon the inconsequential.

Anger doesn’t solve the resurging matter,

but it’s easier than addressing my fears of getting fatter.

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