And imagine how it might feel to be like them,
To post a picture and get that many views.
To walk in a room and have all eyes on you,
To look pretty and fit in every dress.
Because when I look a the mirror all I see is a mess,
Thighs touching together stretch marks on the legs.
Someone who desperately needs to team up with fairness creams,
Someone who needs to fix that gap between the front teeth.
And imagine how it might feel to be called beautiful again and again,
Someone constantly reminding you that you justify the word perfection.
For where ever you go you need not be scared of what people think.
Imagine being in love with your own reflection.
Because when I look at myself I don't like what I see,
A jigsaw puzzle which could have been perfect but is totally out of its place.
An unfinished poetry with incomplete lines,
A piece of art with colors that don't blend well.
And I question myself is it suppose to be this hard ?
How much courage does it takes to look into your own eyes and say you're worth it ?
Imagine having that much of confidence to say you don't deserve this hatred from yourself. Because when I look at my image
I see colorful pieces unevenly sticking together, Like a rubix cube, Beautiful but still a mess.
~There is nothing more beautiful than a person being comfortable in their own imperfection......
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PoetryThis book is all about some self written poems.....hope you like them :)
