Subject to the eyes of the beholder
Who just wants someone to hold her
Validation is key
To someone unable to see
Her own worth
Inches, Shades, and Dollar signs
Are her scales
Even though her intellect shines
Her mind fails
To recognize that no weight or shape
Could help her escape
Her unresolved self hate
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Finding Inner Beauty
PoetryFinding the part of me that loves myself. It's been 21 years and I haven't met her yet.
