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It's winter holidays now,
And I know I should be happy;
relieved even that I don't have to
go to school; that
I don't have to wear pieces of clothes
I didn't even like anymore, and
I know I don’t need that
expensive-looking golden jewel
my "best friend" had bought for me to wear.
I know I have no need to put on make-up,
to go out partying so my image stays up,
I do not need to kiss that one boy
I met last week because I know that
no one will look at me and care to judge.
I know that.
And I know that it's okay if I haven't
Hung out with my friends for a week,
Because I will see them eventually.
I know that it's gonna be alright.
But what if I'm not?
I wear the best piece of clothing along
with my best friend's jewelry,
I put on make-up, do my hair
in that specific way I know will make people care
about me.
But it still feels like not enough.
I look in the mirror,
but all I see is someone with tired eyes
and a frozen heart,
waiting for someone else to finally notice
the silent tear that falls
along the fragile silhouette of her face,
But no one does.
Because it's winter holidays.
- D.S.
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