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My Mom Says I'm Stubborn


I never give up.

Some people call it perseverance,

my mom just calls it stubbornness,

but I am a fighter.

I fight against injustice,

and I will never stop,

because the world is full of suck.

One thing is for certain:

The world may suck,

poisoning people’s hearts and minds,

but one thing is for certain:

I will never let anyone tear me down.

I have too many rights to defend and fight for

to let someone tell me that I am not beautiful.

I am not perfect―I am covered in scars

I am not pretty―my eyeliner is too thick, my hair never sits right

But I am beautiful.

I am flawless.

I let my beliefs define me,

and I judge other based on their character,

not on their clothing brand.

And I am stubborn, like my mom says,

and I will never give up my right to my self-image

because I am beautiful,

and I will never let anyone take that from me.

 
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