I am...sin vergüenza
without embarrassment
it’s not a single word
and it’s not just a phrase
it’s the feeling I get
when I look in the mirror
too early in the morning
and I see the dark circles
under my eyes
and I can see how
the curves of my body
aren’t like other girls
bulky, gauche, unrefined
Is this what defines me?
unruly hair, crooked teeth
hundreds of books in my brain
bushy eyebrows, thin lips
the heart of an army of warriors
stretch marks, blemished face
a soul that transcends definition
when I was younger
I looked in the mirror
I knew I couldn’t ever be that girl
with long lively legs
brilliant bronze complexion
with only joy in her heart
the girl that my parents
wanted me to be
I never lived up to their dream
No, I am me.
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