My Flaws Are My Beauty.

Looking in the mirror I stand and stare at my bare face

Not bothering to hide behind the mask that most girls wear

My fingertips glide over the surface of my face

Feeling the softess and the small imperfections that make me utterly human

Reaching down and restingmy palmson my soft warm belly that is not a size 2

I am not bothered one bit

I see myself differently than what others tells me

I see myself differently than what the world tells me

I see myself differnetly than what the mirror tells me

I see myself in the mirror but that is not what I truly feel

I feel no weakness

I feel no heartbreak

I feel confidence

I feel strength

I am with flaws but that doesn't mean I'm not flawless

 

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