Outside and In


                                 When I look

     In the mirror

In my soul

     I see a plain face,

I see a vast galaxy

     No splendid features.

With limitless possibility.

     My cheeks are too full,

I feel so much

     My nose is too pointy.

And my heart so full.

    I should start wearing makeup because

I fell in love with the idea that

     My lashes are too short

I might see the world.

     And my skin isn't perfect, like porcelain.

I am a special type of person,

     I am littered with flaws.

I want to dance amongst the stars.


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