You

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You

Looking at your own reflection;

                What do you see?

A person who was hated with passion;

                Do you even agree?

Someone who’s not worth to love;

                That’s what they think;

You, who was always sad;

                Let my voice sink.

You saw a person who’s broken;

                A part of you was;

Someone who went home beaten;

                And insulted plus;

A person who’s every day grieving;

                Inside, you turned numb;

You, whose wrist once bleeding;

                 You just scarred your hand.

Looking at your own reflection;

                You should see;

That the broken person you saw;

                Deserves to be happy;

Never let them treat you low;

                You’re worth the Glow;

Never let their words break you;

                You know what’s true.

You are worth what you have;

                It was given you by above;

All you need is to stand;

                I am here; Let me hold your hand.

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