That's me standing there in the mirror
twirling and checking things out
the voice I hear picking my beauty to peaces is not mine
it was never me
I wasn't the one who had a problem with how I looked
why do I care so much
it hurts
Finding my voice hasn't bee easy
some days I get up and it's all good no body image issues
others I am fighting back the voices
I hate this struggle
I am beautiful the way I am
I accept it why can't they?!
Because they can't accept themselves
they don't see what I see
they don't care that they verbally abuse themselves right in front of those who love them most
my heart opens and I want to take away the bad
I want to hold that gentle beauty and say it's OK
tend to it and make sure it shines
how great it would be to see just how bright it can be
It's not my problem
I need to stop opening up my heart because it gets nothing but hurt
That doesn't make me a bad person
I need to help who is most important to me
and that is myself
I need to make sure I am tending to the beauty if my own SHINE!
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