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I don't recognize,

This awful person,

that you have started to become,

The world manages to hurt,

So you had let yourself hurt others.

It reflects back on you,

Your chactarer,

The words,

The ones you write,

And the ones you speak.

The way you manage to carry yourself while you are broken.

That is how you shape the world.

Not with large and grand acts.

But with you small mediocre ones.

By being yourself and loving the ones who are not living in their truth.

Staying true to who you are,

Does not mean,

Being at everyone's beck and call.

It means standing tall.

It means casting the mistakes,

The ones that have made you,

The ones that feel like nothing.

You can grow from your mistakes.

As long as you learn something.

Chloe Rose Violet