Why am I beautiful?
Is it because of the genetics I inherited.
Why can’t I see.
Make me find my beauty.
I’ve never seen it like you have.
Show me my potential.
Give my body life to stroke through this stupid world we call home.
Create the love that cannot be destroyed.
Teach me how my life can change if I see this beauty.
Tell me why am I beautiful.
This poem is about:
My family
My community