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Hi, my name is Diamond.
Nice to meet you! I try my best to show myself in the work that I do I only hope that for you it comes through.
Thank you.

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All the feedback on my first draft was beautiful! Thank you so so much! I only hope to get better!

Simply Me

July 7, 2017


Why can't I simply love myself?
You are so beautiful they say to me.
But what is beauty? 
Is it the mascara and foundation I apply so faintly? Is it the fake smile I plaster onto my face?
Is it my kind words and optimism that seep out in tones of falsetto?
Is it the hugs and compassion I give out seemingly selflessly?
I am not me.
I am not that smile.
I am not those pretty words and tinkling giggles.
I am the tears and the angry words screamed in an empty car on my way to work. I am the missed sighs in moments of silence.
I am a grieving heart that hasn't forgotten the ones who have long forgotten her.
I am simply me.
The girl who was found under a tree.
"The exception to people," he said to me, but what did that even mean? When he wanted no one around he still wanted me there.
The ultimate ice breaker.
"Sorry, I didn't catch your name?" he says.
That is because I let you know me before I let you view my mask.
A mask that I threw far away whenever you drew near.
Until I realized, you fell in love with the mask.
When you looked at me you didn't simply see me. You saw what everyone else saw, a happy girl with a pretty face. My heart meant nothing.
I tried to simply be myself but that wasn't beauty.
That was something else.
How simple am I?
Am I the girl they see or am I something else?
Complexity is a blemish I can't afford. So I choose to be simply me, yet will always simply wish to be anything else.

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