When you look at me,
Do you see the blemishes?
The scars?
The tears?
The fat?
The freckles?
Or do you see the airbrushes?
The pixels?
The hairspray?
The makeup?
The clothes?
Do you see me? The real me? The me that likes photography in the sunlight, the me that likes chocolate on teary nights. The girl who hates her smile.
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