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:
Me
My family
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