Yes, I am
Beautiful because of who I am
Not because of what I wear
Or what I weigh, my height or even my skin colour.
I’m beautiful because I’m one of a kind.
Priceless, flaws and all
My flaws make me beautiful.
And every one of them tells a story that someone will marvel over.
I’m beautiful because I am
No questions asked
No opinions needed
No affirmations or critics will change it.
I’m beautiful because I am a perfect blend of expectation and reality.
Like a beautiful cocktail
Decorated by experiences and mistakes
Mixtures of sweet and sower choices