In the mirror, a reflection stares,
A silent witness to our inner wars.
Each curve, each line, a story tells,
Of battles fought and self-love swells.

Society’s whispers, a constant hum,
A chorus of doubts that leave us numb.
Yet within us lies a strength so fierce,
To challenge norms and self-pierce.

Embrace the scars, the marks, the flaws,
For in each imperfection, beauty draws.
A canvas painted with life’s hues,
Each shade, a testament to the truths.

Let the mirror reflect not just the skin,
But the soul’s depth and the heart within.
For true beauty shines from the core,
An inner light that we adore.