I am beautiful

and no one can tell me differently.

Everything I do

I do it to make myself happy.

It makes me stand out,

It makes me weird.

I don't quite care.

I speak with words that paint a story,

they don't always come out flowing.

They start at the bottom corner

jumping to the opposite side.

My mind works in a million ways.

I often express myself with odd faces

When working on art

I never look graceful

as artists are depicted

Instead I make contorted faces

twisted with possibilities.

Everything is a work of art

I am a work of art even with my flaws

I am beautiful

and no one can tell me differently.