The Stories Lied

I remember when I was
young
I used to read
stories
About beautiful 
girls
Who got everything they 
wanted
I cannot help but
question
Why I am not
beautiful 
Why I am not 
lucky
Why they got it 
all
While the real
world
Gave me 
nothing

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