A Quiet Resilience
People say I am funny.
They say I’m friendly, too.
They say I have nice eyes
And they find it neat
That I never cry.
I see myself differently.
I see myself internally.
What I see is more than comedy
More than friendly
More than what they claim is “pretty”.
I see my insecurity.
It amazes me.
A human's vanity.
I see myself everyday, comparing myself
Judging myself
Blaming myself.
And for what?
To be a smaller cup?
To have a bigger butt?
We all have certain standards
Certain rules to abide by,
And while society puts me down,
I continue to thrive.
I am my own confidant,
My own heart's desire
And, therefore, I am preaching to my own individual choir.
You see, my confidence
Overpowers society’s
Dominance
And, although I see my insecurity,
I am free
I am happy,
I am me.
Not all girls get to feel like this.
Not all girls get to feel this kind
Of bliss
And I believe it is my utmost duty
To show these girls their inner beauty
And, although it may seem lame,
I will be happy
I am without shame
You and I were made to look past these standards
Because our self-appreciation is and will always be the answer.
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