Beauty Beyond the Body

I always thought I was beautiful

But this process breaks the body

There’s another life inside my own

A life that calls my body home

I’ve searched for hours and still I roam

Looking around for answers

But how can I question?

This blessing is a lesson

And there’s no time for second guessing

I suppose

My nails grow long and so does my hair

But I can’t fit in what I like to wear

My complexion brightens and my skin glows

But I’m hung up on my clothes



This poem is about: 
My family
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