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So many people I know need help

In the hearts and their heads

They don't believe they're competant as beings

But they are times a thousand

And I can say that with no air in my lungs

For when you think of yourself like that

It hurts me that if you can truly believe that

Then what should I be thinking of myself

You are beautiful

I can see it in everybody

It's inevitable

And I'm sorry if you can't accept that you're wondeful

I'm sorry I can't accept it for myself

Why must we all believe that there is something wrong

With the way we were created

No one is perfect

It disgusts me that you should want to be

At least I know that for myself

I never want to be that

Because I have already been created

So have you

So stop believing that the image in the mirror

Is some sort of taboo

And stop trying to make yourself purge

All those evils from your diet

And stop drinking

To make all the hurting go away

And stop taking that medication

That one day will make you pay

And stop abusing your body

With people you think can learn

Because they don't love you like that

And you know although you yearn

And stop digging in deeper with that knife

Hurting your body won't free you

And stop calling yourself names

You're heart is bleeding inside enough

And stop dreaming that your nobody

Because we all know that's not

And stop

Stop all of this

All of this

Fighting

And stop

Because I can't help you

If you won't save yourself

Do me a favour

Just stop

And help

Me