What is it that you see when you see me?
Is it my short, nappy brown hair or my rich, chocolate face with a few blemishes on it?
Or could it be my dark brown eyes that no one seems to be able to read
or my crooked teeth that makes you think I shouldn't breed?
Am I what you think of when beauty is defiined?
Or do I need a filter to hide what's really inside?
If beauty is deep within why do I feel so deprived
of something that only myself tries to hide?
I might not be flawless as Beyonce would say
but I am happy with myself regardless
because I lived to see another beautiful day.