This is the real me.
I’ve never worn makeup
Or even a crop top
I bite every single fingernail
My face is so very pale
But then again, I’ve got red ears
I’m so
weird and queers
My hair, always in a messy
bun
When it’s down, looks like it wants to run
Away from my face, it sticks out frizzy
I’m all in a tizzy
Ive got braces
And bold glasses
But you know what? This is who I am
I
don’t need to be watched by a cam
I love to be me
Because I’m so free
Of jealousy, no wishes to be someone else
None of that stress
Let’s
stop with comparison
And promote self-
love, saying, “I won!”
This is me, the
one that isn’t fake, but instead is truthful. The
one that knows her faults, but is
still proud.