I look in the mirror closely.
My hair is curly, my eyes are the color
of milk chocolate, my skin is olive
in complection.
I always thought that I was ugly --
Hidious, not attractive, just horrid.
I always thought bad about myself,
always saying how ugly I am
and how no one will love me.
But now that I look closely,
beyond the relfection of the mirror,
I see something. A slight sliver
glowing in the distance. What is it?
Could it be...beauty? My face is
glowing, and I start to feel what
I had never felt before: Beautiful.
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True Bliss and Happiness
PoetryA collection of poems that are happy, not sad. Hope they put a smile on your face :)