Benchmarks were set.
The moment my first step was set.
Comparisons were made.
As If I am a commodity of trade.
Every other person,
Seemed better than my person.
I rushed to change myself
Instead I stumbled over.
Fell from the “hope tower.”
Now I see how right they were.
That all I am is girl of blunders.
Wrong doings and devastations
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