Amber. [A Poetry Book]

What We See

The mirror on the wall
Shows what's there to see
I'm not the fairest of them all
And that will never be me.

I can't stand my large weight
My hair is too poofy
My teeth aren't straight
And I kind of look goofy.

My thighs are too wide
And my skin is too bright
Everything on the outside
Is such a sore sight.

He says it's not true
And he still doesn't know
Why I don't have a clue
On how I'm fair from head to toe.

He says my eyes have a gleam
And my smile is kind
He think that it seems
Like these tricks are in my mind.

One day I will realize
That this person I see
Is of the right shape, look, and size
And that beautiful person is me.

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I have self confidence issues.

I feel as if this poem is something many can relate to. Sometimes we don't like what we see on the outside, but we forget that we're all beautiful. I've been told that I'm beautiful, but I never feel like it. But I am. We all are in our own way.

You're beautiful, in case no one told you today.

The picture is of a message I sent myself.

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