Skin
So what
If i live in my skin,
What I'm comfortable in.
How i move, how I breathe
Can't you love me for me
I can choose for myself
even if my decisions arent the best
Can't you atleast pretend,
'cause i'm pleased with who i am.
Like red M&Ms,
I like who i've grown to be
To every last drop of blood in my veins, My individuality
Can i call it my own, call
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