Countless nights this little girl cried. Because deep down inside she was scarred by others distasteful, hurtful, and ignorant words.
Insecurities, doubtfulness, and feelings of being unaccepted seemed to weigh her down.
Seen as the typical tomboy long shirt, baggy pants, and wild hair around town.
Years later that little girl emerged to become a beautiful and intelligent young woman.
Full of confidence and high self-esteem.
Now filled with joy and glee, but once upon a time that little girl was me.
*K.Genae*
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