I am not stick thin,
I am not a gap between thighs,
I am not a reflection in a mirror,
I am not a hamburger with pickles and fries.
I am not always elated,
I am not always sad,
I am not easily hurt,
I am not going to be uselessly mad.
I am not a fake,
I am not a perfectly made up face,
I am not false eyelashes,
I am not full of grace.
I am not dependant,
I am not to be walked on like a mat,
I am not a coward,
I am not a mouse when faced with a cat.
I am not weak,
I am not cruel,
I am not stupid,
I am not ever to be mistaken for a fool.
I am not dull or colorless,
I am not a still mind,
I am not uncreative,
I am not easily defined.
I am simply me,
I am a daughter of God,
I am uniquely beautiful because
I am flawed.
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Whimsical Nights
ПоэзияThis is the introduction to the series of poems 'Whimsical Nights'. This is my current project, and I will be adding to it periodically. When I first thought of this new series, I realized I needed a name. Oftentimes, names can be the difference bet...