Eyes full of judgment and no ⠀ attempt to mask their message ⠀ You don't know me yet you're sure you do⠀ Transmission received but I pause⠀ Self awareness an earned attribute ⠀ escapes those with critical eyes ⠀ You wish me harm, yet I feel sadness ⠀ not of self⠀ I see eyes burred with pain, ⠀ baring truth of their owner⠀ Eyes say, "I am stupid. Not good enough. ⠀ I want what you have."⠀ To which I reply, "I am not your enemy ⠀ nor your competition. ⠀ Splintered eyes impede vision. ⠀ Pluck out the fragments ⠀ that you may see your beauty ⠀ and love yourself.
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