Sometimes I feel pretty
Sometimes I feel ugh
Rarely do I feel sexy
Often I just need a hug.
At times I ooze confidence
Mostly I just shy away
I kind of like my bit of independence
But not all days are good like today.
I look in the mirror and often say, “meh”
But everyday I’m learning to love my ordinary face until I say, “oh yeah”.
I want to cry, I want to hide
I want to be where I’m alone
Where no one can hurt me
The media, the TV, they tell and show you things of what beauty should be
And I am a fool enough to believe them
I am blinded
I do not see myself.
I try to fit in but I just can’t
Or maybe I never wanted to
But it hurts when you try to stand up for yourself
While their boots of shaming are keeping you to the ground.
So I wish for days of alone time
With no one to tell me I’m not worth it
I try and heal the scars before they start creating new one’s again.
To discover myself
To find myself
To learn to be by myself
To accept myself and love me as me
I am happier, healthier, prettier
The best of me