A size two is the acceptable look

 

Still

 

I sway my hips from side to side, my size eighteen denim jeans with jiggling thighs

 

Long, wavy, soft, textured hair preferred over kinky coiled hair

 

Still

 

I condition, detangle, curl my luscious, thick textured locks

 

Makeup, makeup, more makeup! Be a professional at the “cat-eye” look

 

Still

 

I ask, wonder about which type makeup to use when wanting to paint my face

 

My bones ache from the tossing and turning the night before

 

Still

 

I stretch my sore limbs and continue about my day

 

My fingers become jittery, I trip over my own two feet while walking

 

Still

 

I walk with my head high and smile at every passing individual brushing past my way

 

I hurt, I cry, horrid thoughts of the past invade my mind at night

 

Still

 

I wake the next day, a vibrant outlook on life, planning the day ahead of me

 

I want. I complain. I can be a pessimist

 

Still

 

I outweigh the good with the bad, keeping my head up

 

I stumble over my words and struggle with conversation

 

Still

 

I overcome my timid attitude by making others laugh
 

Every day I learn, I accept, I cherish myself as an individual

 

Seventeen years don’t seem long to some but that’s how long I’ve been me

 

I’ve overcome heartbreak, abuse, anxiety

 

Still
 

Nobody can hurt my smile belittle my presence

 

I’m flawless because

 

I can overcome a battle

 

I’m flawless because

 

There is nobody who can kill my imagination, my creativity, my dreams

 

I’m flawless  because

 

I believe in love, in beauty that can be nurtured in everyone

 

I’m flawless because

 

I want everyone to feel confident

 

I’m flawless because

 

I kept going when I wanted to quit

 

I’m flawless because

 

I will keep going until the battle is won

 

Because I’m Flawless