myself is beautiful,
ingrained with happiness,
sorrow mars the boat,
but in this instance,
do i care?
i look beyond myself, as i am, i love me.
i'm proud of me, i cherish me,
how can you ask to hate what i love,
my scars are my beauty, they shine as armor
protection from with in and without,
you may not accept me, but in truth, i accept in life that not all can come true,
like a fairy tale, how can you accept beauty at face value only,
after all beauty can be simple, exquite but deceiving,
in all i want you to know that my beauty comes from within,
i accept my beauty, flaws and all,
it's who i am, an individual, a person.
yes, am proud, i accept me,
its all i have.
by mariam furaha
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