When I look at my legs

I don't see chubby thighs or fleshy knees

I see strength, and shape,

I see my key to run or walk, 

And when I hear my own voice talk

I hear the voice of an intelligent, articulate woman,

not some pensive, soft-spoken girl,

but someone thoughtful, seeing the world 

through eyes, behind lenses 

that frame her face, not hiding behind them. 

When I see myself, 

through those eyes, behind those lenses,

it's hard to think that girls don't realize

that every curve, 

every pimple, 

every dimple or bone makes them their own

unique, individual "me". 

When I look at myself, what I don't see are the critics, 

the bullies who want to bring me down. 

I see someone who has never been before. 

I see someone fresh and new, 

That's what I see when I look at my "me".