Wake up and look in the mirror,

Do you like what you see?

The message couldn't be any clearer;

You're as beautiful as can be.



The mirror shows your physical parts,

Not what's on the inside.

It doesn't show the inner arts,

Or what I call the bright side.



You don't acknowledge how beautiful you really are,

Unless someone points it out.

You find compliments  surprising and utterly bizarre,

Because your heart is filled with denial and doubt.



I'm here to tell you that you are more than good enough.

You're beautiful, smart, sweet, and funny.

My words would never be a bluff.

You're priceless. Your beauty can't be bought with money.

-For my mother and my sisters.