Today I feel hurt, ansty, and sad.

Lost in my thoughts of being inadequate.

So I wore black lipstick and said

fuck you to the mirror.

Looking in my soil colored eyes

seeing scars of my past

and deciding not to dig a whole.

So I took off the onyx color from my lips,

and traded it for purple.

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