I am beautiful

Not the size 2, flawless skin, model type

But the stretch marks, dark brown eyes, curvy type.

 I am many things, but afraid is not one.

I have dreams I need to chase and sunsets I need to see.

They’re stories that have yet to exit my lips, but need to be told

I want to make memories just so I can reminisce.

Now I don’t know the right moves for my future, but I am not afraid to dance along the way.

Sometimes the lesson doesn't get learned and regrets bloom.

I am like Rubik cube that can not be worked, my moods are constantly swinging.

I am not perfect. I never claimed to be.

I am a gentle soul hidden underneath your first impressions, underneath your incorrect assumptions.

I am a free spirit with a compass as my watch just in case I get lost.

I am not here to exist, but to live.

I am here.

This is me.