i still have those moments sometimes

where i wish my breasts were larger, my skin a different (deeper) shade of brown, & that the width of my feet were less.
there’s nothing wrong with me, i know
but it feels like i haven’t grown all the way into myself today.
i hope to.
i want to.
one foot in front of the other
eyes open
looking fwd.
i’ll get there.

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