Who am I?
A girl who never looked at the mirror
A girl who hated her reflection
Simply because of her body image
Her mind snapped an image of a slim figure
Who wanted the thicc
Despite a bent body
Laughter was a visitor at day
Crying was a visitor at night
She listened to mockery and side talk
Affecting her side of view
But no more
She stood up;
Braced her back
Braced her mind
And painted a picture ;
A picture of hope
She was
Now she is
A woman of value,aura,dignity;
and a strong spirit
Her walk sideways
Despite that
She walked on the runway
she is AIHIE PRINCESS OSARIEMEN
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Author:
D\'Poetic Princess (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Short story
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Comments1
A great poem of building an image of contentment with who one is and if not content changing it. Well said
Thank you so much
You are most welcome
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