I hate myself at times. My crooked af teeth, yellowing and recessed gums. The gaps caused by impatience and dental work. The shifted jaws from nights lf teeth grinding. My ugly face, a beautiful concept poorly executed. My blocky body, reminiscent of a block, with some weird indentations. My personality, sensitive and emotional. What a drag, to be empathetic. Em pathetic. Smart enough to be gifted, but too dumb and undisciplined to ve genius. Too good to be beginner, too bad to be a pro. Amateur at all. Why do I measure up enough to have expectations placed on me, but never measure up to meet them? I'm enough, just not enough.
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