In the mirror, I see a face,
A canvas shaped by time and grace.
Each line and curve, a story told,
A life lived bold, a heart of gold.

Society whispers, “Change your form,”
But I embrace the unique norm.
Every scar and every flaw,
A testament to battles fought.

I stand tall with pride unshaken,
For I am more than what is mistaken.
Beauty lies in every soul,
Beyond the surface, we are whole.

So here I am, with open eyes,
To love myself without disguise.
For in this body, I reside,
A vessel of strength, a source of pride.