Awesomeness
You're beautiful.
By: Eilene Bautista
Written to make you smile.
Go look in the mirror.
"I don't like what I see."
A sentence I used when I wasn't a teen.
Look at me. Look at this girl on the magazine.
"I want that to be me" "why?"
"Because she's not me."
Go look outside.
"It's just a tree."
What clouds? I'm stuck looking at the ground.
The sky, nothing new.
But I knew,
It was just like me.
It was blue.
Go look in the mirror.
"I love what I see."
I realized I'm only 16.
And still counting.
Go up that mountain.
"Look at that tree."
I saw it clearer when I was three.
But what I still see, is myself.
I was always just another book on the shelf.
Learn to love yourself. Find a new angle.
Go look outside.
"Oh those clouds?" Is that a clown.
I no longer frowned.
The sky? What a beautiful view.
Combinations of colors that I never knew.
I notice know that it's not only blue.
Dark blue, pink, orange, purple, light blue.
It's beautiful.
And it's just like me.
Just like me?
Just like you.
It's beautiful.
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