I don't bite my nails anymore
or chew my inner cheek
or walk behind the people I'm standing with.
I don't hide behind my hair
or wear only black
or eat in tiny bites, covering my mouth as I go.
I don't have my quiet days
or give in to avoid your anger
or place your importance above my own.
I don't feel insignificant
or keep my opinions quiet
or think I have no affect on those who affect me.
I don't think of you much anymore
and when I do, I smirk
knowing that I'm far better off than you.
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