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I look in the mirror and I see a person
Whose face reflected what was on her heart.
I look at her and tell her, “You know something?
You're special. You are loved. You are lucky.”
She looks back at me with confusion in her eyes.
Then, a mischievously knowledgeable smile emerges;
From the depths of her mind
To the surface of her face.
She remembers the heroes her elders have taught her of;
Martin Luther King, Rosa Parks,
Malcolm X, Helen Keller;
People who knew they were more than
What the world said they were,
Despite the fact that all their friends
Nearly accepted that twisted “reality”
That they “ain't worth nothing”.
She tells me, “Yes, I know. You know what else?
I can be better. I will be better. Tell your friends.”
I will tell my friends; my peers who are also
Underestimated. We CAN be better.
As a race. As an age. As a gender.
As a species; humanity can be better.
You can let others underestimate you;
You can underestimate yourself,
You can underestimate ME,
But the person in the mirror knew the truth
And so do I, so I will rise above.
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