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No I’m not a beautiful person, I’m sorry. 
I’m not special, or full of light and laughter,
with a smile delicate as fine Venetian lace. 

I’m not the soul who lights up a room
whenever she walks in.
I carry a little darkness, a little storm cloud.
I’m rather plain, and that’s ok.
but my eyes are large,
they have seen beautiful things
and my ears are like a fox’s
they catch the whispers you drop

I collect beautiful things
like a magpie, I’m lining myself
with lovely
to make up for the lack of my own. 

Zaid Ismail

Author, life coach, and mental health activist. We need to change the narrative from disorders, illnesses, and survival to accountability, understanding, and thriving.

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