Celebrating myself

I’m celebrating

Beauty

In all it’s hatred

Rejection

In all it’s sweetness

Betrayal

In all it’s glamour

Disgust

In all it’s reality

Mockery

In all it’s truthfulness

Pain

In all it’s endurance

Hurt

In all it’s passion

Darkness

In all it’s intensity

Yes

I am celebrating

In all

At last, it is Me

At last

I smile

After years of waiting

And displeasure of counting

Giving up my old skin

Closing behind the rotting bin

Stretching wings wide apart

For the first time, learning the art

Forgetting mocks and boos

Smirking at the glares in amuse

Overcoming weakness, pain

Standing up for myself, bondage slain

Welcoming the new me

Set free

No more afraid, come what may

I’m bold, I mean what I say

I feel, proud, I feel pretty

I feel life, in all it’s beauty

Saying to myself

This is my true self

I breathe, claiming the air

Fully charged to no compare

I look up

And

At last

Again

I smile

I love me

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Waking up

She quickly goes to the mirror

Says out loud

You look damn hot

Even in your bed head

(Who hates their own refection?)