I am beautiful.
From the roots of my hair to the soles of my feet.
From the way my hips sway to the way a smile creeps upon my face.
I am beautiful no matter what all these other people say.
I am like a flower in the middle of a desert or a butterfly flapping its wings in the rain.
I am beautiful like the shining sun on a wonderul, clear day.
I am like the icing on that homemade cake that your grandma just made.
I am beautiful despite what all these haters think or say.
I am beautiful like the rainbow that shows itself after a sad,gloomy day or like the music you
play when you want to sing your sadness away.
I am like that forbidden piece of candy that your momma told you not to touch.
I am beautiful enough that I don't need my photos touched up.
I am beautiful even with the flaws that I have.
I consider myself the fairest in the land.
As I look at myself in the mirror each and everyday I say to myself girl stop crying these
people aren't worth your tears anyway.
I am beautiful. I am flawed. Even with flaws I am still the most flawless of them all.