Is it because I watched too much reality TV?
And what I see is totally different,
Whose reality or model of beauty do I believe?
Why do I not love the full span of my wide hips seamlessly connected to my thick thighs?
Why do I not appreciate my full mid-drift rippled in medium toned six-pack?
Why am I ashamed of the voluptuous-ness of my breasts and the fullness of my love handles?
Why is it that I do love the symmetrical lines of my face?
Eyes,
Nose, lips and mouth,
I love my smile!
Moles and age spots,
My flawed beauty marks,
Nonetheless,
Then I am told that my coarse medium length hair isn't beautiful because it doesn't flow long and silky,
Is this why I feel prettiest with 12 to 14-inch extensions in my hair?
Mirror Mirror…why cannot I love all parts of me?
Why do I rationalize my standards of BEUATY to fit a norm that will never be me!
So mirror I stand before you naked,
Exposing my flaws and learning to love them all!
I love how my full body feels as my fingers caress my smooth fleshly skin…
It is a damn shame that all of this time I have neglected my own finesse.
No more will I view my BODY IMAGE and BEAUTY through a mirror that never belonged to me originally.
Mirror Mirror hanging on my wall,
Thank you for the refracted image of me,
For the first time in 28 years,
I LOVE seeing every aspect of me!
Take me as I am or leave me the hell alone!
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