This Beauty
Beauty,
So many strive for it
So many flaunt it
But what defines it?
Some say it nestles between the curves of my hips,
Others say lies in wait on my full lips
But so many deny my beauty.
This beauty.
That expands way beyond what your eyes can see.
Beauty lies in every part of me.
It lies in my resilience
Which shouldn’t be mistaken for strength
Because strength only offers a temporary fix
While my resilience lends a hand
To lead me out of the dark corners that I oftentimes stumbleupon
Beauty lies in my intuition,
Which serves as the beacon that guides me back home
Bringing me back to an uplifting outlook on life
Even when my mind has become cluttered by feelings of strife
Beauty lies in the resilience of my intuition
Consistently shedding light onto the greatness
That I often forget I possess
Beauty lies in my silliness
Which breaks through clouds of negativity and the seriousness of life,
Beauty lies in my dance moves
Which helps me to forgive,
...Forgive myself for thinking that I was anything less
Than fierce
Forgiving me of my insecurities
And accepting me even when I make mistakes
So, for those of you who deny my beauty
Your eyes have simply been playing tricks
My beauty is hidden within every of me.
Within
My Resilience. My Intuition. My Silliness. My Dance Moves.
My beauty simply doesn’t just lie on the surface of my physical appearance,
But beneath it
And this beauty is a given, honey.