In the mirror’s harsh reflection, words carve deep,Whispers of doubt echo, refusing to sleep.Yet within each line and curve, a story unfolds,Of beauty unspoken, of courage untold.They point and they jeer, with eyes that judge,Forgetting the soul beneath, they bear a grudge.But strength resides in knowing one’s worth,A heart that beats with love, a spirit of rebirth.Let not their words define the path you tread,Rise above the noise, hold high your head.In each flaw lies the beauty of being unique,A tapestry of life, vibrant and sleek.So embrace the imperfections, let them be,For they tell the story of you and me.In kindness and love, find your way,And let the light of your spirit guide today.