In the mirror’s gentle gaze, I see
The flaws that once defined my fears,
But now they whisper truth to me,
Unveiling strength amidst the tears.

Each scar a story, each line a path,
A testament to battles fought,
No longer hiding from the wrath,
Of self-doubt that my heart once sought.

Embracing shadows, light, and all,
I find the beauty in the blend,
For in the cracks where I might fall,
There’s room for love to now extend.

So here I stand, unmasked, unchained,
Accepting every part of me,
In self-embrace, my soul’s regained,
And in my flaws, I find I’m free.