In the quiet corners of my soul,
I find whispers of forgotten dreams,
A gentle reminder that I am whole,
Despite the world’s relentless schemes.

Through the mirror’s reflective gaze,
I see more than just a face,
I see the stories of endless days,
And a heart filled with grace.

With every scar and every tear,
I learn to love the skin I’m in,
For in each flaw, I conquer fear,
And let true self-love begin.

So I stand tall, with courage anew,
Embracing the light I hold inside,
For I am worthy, strong, and true,
On this self-love journey, I shall abide.