kayla

Day after day, a young boy stood,

Hardened by a path misunderstood.

The weight upon his shoulders grew,

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I want to be pretty.

I want to be like the girls you see on posters outside of stores

Or the girls online with their slim thick bodies

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I used to have nightmares of you leaving

Id wake up in the middle of the night and check my phone while crying realizing it was just a bad dream and you reassuring you’ll never leave me.

Maybe nightm

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I am not weak,

I am a man who bleeds, and gets hurt too,

I am way cool,

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