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Written for the Poem per Day Challenge, February 15th, 2005 |
| I look in the mirror and find myself Wanting to laugh and smile at me; I look, and think to myself, this is cool; It wasn’t always like this you see. The world came along and threw some curves, And I lost the person I was meant to be. I was too young to fight it back then, Or to know that my hate was all I could see, And seen through the eyes of that hurt little child I grew up thinking that I was ugly. But I recently found that person again, That person happens to be the real me. Now I can finally understand all, And I know that my soul is now healed, Now I’m astounded to think with that soul, And I can see that I’m really pretty. So I look in the mirror and smile at me, It feels so good to be so happy. |