Reflection of Me by Matasha Lee
Today I stare in the mirror exposed,
I see me, not me that I have been hiding, but me,
The scarred me: with stretch marks upon my belly,
The shade of me: my caramel skin beautifully painted on,
The tall me: that may have a long neck and big head, but I wouldn’t trade me for the world.
I am beautiful inside and out.
Throughout the years I have had trouble seeing me,
The authentic me: the me I couldn’t hide if I desired too.
I know I directed my treatment from others to hurt me because I didn’t fully accept me.
Well, now, no worries.
I have no need to close my eyes.
I don’t have everything in the world to paint the picture I desire,
But when I’m naked I still love me.
I’m not toned on every part of my body, but man, do I look good.
My reflection shines bright.
I cannot change and will not change what God has constructed for I believe I am made perfectly fine.
I am created in a divine image and have access to the most beautiful things that make up me: love, happiness, joy, friendship, and family.
I have hope dripping from my eyes,
Light shining through my mouth.
I have faith in front me and forgiveness behind me.
I’m set to see what life has to offer me.
I reflect greatness because I never give up on what I truly believe in.
I accept the reflection of me, see me, see me proud.
I am me, yes, I choose to be me.