I am beautiful.

I walk with my head up.

No looking to the left or the right of me.

Nobody could bring me down

I am my own person.

I am courageous.

Not because of the length of my hair.

The beauty in my face.

The junk in the trunk.

But the beauty thats inside of me.

I am a follower.

Not of friends.

Not of enemies.

Not of co-workers.

But of God.

I may fall down once, twice, or maybe three times.

But.. I will tell you 

When I'm knocked down

I stand right back up.

I will not back down from my enemies, my success, and all the good that comes after.

I am Beautiful.