Beauty Mark
I love my hair,
And the waves as they flow in the air!
I love my eyelashes,
How they curl by themselves,
Without me having to.
I love my height,
My skin tone,
The freckles around the side of my face.
And this smile that illuminates.
Would you have believed me if,
I were to have said I never thought I was beautiful?
Would you have believed me if,
I were to have said this because of what people have told me?
But would you now believe me that,
I don’t care what they say to me anymore.
And that I am simply-me.
I-have been lied too.
All my years I thought beauty was an image of model in a magazine.
The complexion of her face,
The excessive amount of make up they put on to clear one spot.
The “spot” is your beauty mark,
It’s beauty for a reason.
The beauty is you.
The mark is what people see,
By the astonishing beauty they see in you.
You’re beauty is not like any other.
You’re unique in many ways.
You’re beautiful.
And you are simply-YOU
(2015)
"Would you have believed me if,
I were to have said I never thought I was beautiful?
Would you have believed me if,
I were to have said this because of what people have told me?
But would you now believe me that,
I don't care what they say to me anymore.
And that I am simply-me."
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