You Are Not Beautiful
You are not beautiful.
Not in conventional ways, that is.
You are not beautiful
because you have a little extra
roll of fat just below your belly button.
You are beautiful because
the gut-laugh that comes out
when you feel a sense of abandon
is the happiest sound one can make.
You are not beautiful
because your legs are a little too long
to look normal on your body.
You are beautiful because
those long, lanky legs of yours
bring you running to the aid
of even the most obscure strangers.
You are not beautiful
because the obscenities that come from your mouth
are the least lady-like words imaginable.
You are beautiful because
your language is filled
with such richness and depth
that people strain to hear what you have to say.
You are not beautiful
because your love of the male physique
is a little too blatant for a girl your age.
You are beautiful because
you never try to hide your thoughts
and the men you're with worship you
because you never leave them wondering.
You are not beautiful because
you never stick up for yourself
and let people say whatever they want.
You are beautiful because
you are secure in yourself
and don't allow petty thoughts
interfere with your knowledge of yourself.
You are not beautiful,
because you are not conventional.
You are beautiful because
you are unpredictable,
unconventional.