You lied when you said That my body is perfect in every way No, I am not fat I am not skinny either I don't have the greatest hair But curly hair is sometimes cool From afar I am a normal 18 year old girl You missed my arms You really overlooked my left arm You know I am left-handed right? You missed the scars You missed the scabs You even missed the red lines On my wrist today Maybe if I would have rolled up my sleeves And taken off the band-aid you would see That I am by no means perfectBirth sign: Libra
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