Identity (Flawless Scholarship Submission)

I look to my arm,

there lie my flaws 

flaunting their discreet disgrace. 

Though despite the scars 

and a past so raw,

I know I am not my mistakes. 

For beauty is within 

the eyes of the beholder, 

and though my slate may not be clean,

I am proud of

the strengthened woman 

whose identity can finally be seen.