I grew up thinking thoughts that I must be thee ugliest girl that had ever lived.
Sickness took my mother and left me in a house less than a home
Rooms full up with brothers, their broken emotions, and cruel insults
A father so distant and heartbroken that even when near not a kind word to speak
A broken home made a wonderful breeding ground for all of my insecurities to flourish
and that they did…they grew while I slept and stole my childish dreams
Fed off of my daily taunting from schoolmates
that thought as if somehow losing my mother to her death was my fault
and it would make a good joke of things
Lack of love and support left me fending for myself emotionally
The older I grew the more attention men paid me
I thought it was love, was I to know how it differed?
Life had its way with me for many years until the day it no longer did
Now I look in the mirror and see what I never could all those years ago
Beauty is most definitely in the eye of the beholder
How is it you see yourself?
Go take a look let me know if you can see your beauty
Because in my eyes you shine like the sun on a perfect summer day
You are Beautiful
You are love
You are life
Know your worth inside and out
You, after all, are the only person that can teach this lesson