Pixie Cut
When I wake up I look in my mirror and see the
Most real version of myself
Dark circles
Crazy Bed head
Drool on the side of my mouth
And freckles everywhere
Even though I see my imperfections in the morning
I don’t cover them up
I’m happy to show them
I wash my face and go out the door
Ready for whatever wants to face me
I’m glad for the imperfections I have
They make me
Me.
They make me
Human.
I don’t seek anyone’s approval
I only look to be worthy to myself
By having confidence in myself
I become appealing to
Everyone around me.
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