I don’t have to be pretty
Or smart or sexy or worthy
I don’t owe you attractive
Or charismatic or even productive
You can dislike me all you want
Shun me and idly dismiss me
And I don’t have to care
Or have a reaction or engage
I can be all the things I am
As your judgement lives outside me
Because I was born into this world
And my existence is enough.
Elizebeth Turnquist 
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