*insecurities*

I always hated the red blemishes and scars on my skin,
I yearned for them to go away, so that I could be beautiful.
After all this time I realized
Beauty is so much greater than a few marks.
I am learning to love the parts of me I haven’t always fell in love with.
I feel less pressure now, because I know that others can’t define my beauty.
Only I have that power.

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