Standing in the mirror with narrowed eyes
picking apart each piece of me
like my body is a food I dislike,
Scrutinizing my flaws viciously,
you tell me I'm pretty, I'm cute,
and then pick me to death,
as though I don't do it enough.

That's it! I'm done!
I straighten in the mirror.
Embracing my bones and the way
my pale freckled skin kisses each muscle.
The way my hair touches my skin,
the way my curves and angles flow.
You may not see the light within,
but it is blinding me with love.

I possess this omnipotent beauty...
This way of being me that
Only I can be.
I will not hear your voice
or feel the poison it contains.
Step back and watch me shine,
Cause this beauty? It's all mine.

Turn my face to the sun
I may be all alone,
but there's something so glorious within.
You won't believe the things I'm hiding.
But if you could just look at me,
maybe your eyes would open and
you'd finally start to see
I'm the me I need to be.