loving others is easier than loving yourself
for loving yourself is the hardest of them all
broken mirrors scarred hands
crying beneath the stars day and night
mirror mirror on the wall
who is the fairest of them all
fairness compared to beauty
where the melanin should shine in
flaws are all i see
crooked smiles , textured skin
easier to see , harder to ignore
trying to find beauty in my flaws
is far a job