The Crap I Get, Doesn’t Matter

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I’m not today’s woman.

I was never yesterday’s woman either.

I’m not popular, nor are the things I do. The ways I think.

The past is the same as the future, only now I’m alright.

Alright with being unpopular.

I embrace it with gratitude.

It’s evident in my words, my home, my love, and my heart.

Don’t feel sorry for me, feel sorry for you. You’re missing out.