In the mirror, I see reflections of the past,
Echoes of moments, shadows that last.
Each line, a story, each scar, a mark,
In the light of acceptance, I find my spark.
Embracing flaws, I begin to see,
The beauty in imperfection, the strength in me.
No longer bound by doubt or fear,
I welcome my truth, hold it dear.
Through storms and sunshine, I have grown,
In the garden of self-love, seeds are sown.
With every step, I rise and stand,
A masterpiece crafted by my own hand.
The journey is long, the road is wide,
With love as my compass, I won’t hide.
For in self-acceptance, I am free,
To be the person I was meant to be.