In the mirror, I see a friend,
A soul with scars that start to mend.
With every flaw, I find the grace,
To love the lines upon my face.
Each morning brings a chance anew,
To cherish all that Iâve been through.
I stand with courage, heart in hand,
And find my strength to firmly stand.
The whispers of doubt, they fade away,
As I learn to trust and seize the day.
With every step, I grow and see,
The beauty in simply being me.
So here I rise, with head held high,
Embracing self without a sigh.
For in this journey, I’ve found the key,
To love myself and truly be free.