I am changing

When I look in the mirror everyday I see someone who once was. Someone who once was ashamed of who they were. 

When I look in the mirror,  I see that I am afraid, Afraid of what you may ask?

Afraid of Change.

If I change, will I finally be who everyone expects me to be?

Will I finally be confident in myself to know what self worth is?

To you, it may be about looks.

But to me, it is who I am becoming on the inside.

I finally get to become comfortable with my flaws, I am happy to see what makes me different. 

I am finally okay with being different.

I am okay with knowing that I stand out, good or bad. 

I am changing and I will always change for the better. 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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