Beautiful

A poem I wrote after I stopped starving myself. I hope you like it!! <3

Beauty is the dozens of self-harm scars

that plague my body like iron rose reminders. 

Beauty is the girl who sits on a bench after school

listening to Ok Go, so she can walk home alone. 

Because beauty has always been me, 

I just never saw it. 

I'm 100 pounds of bright orange hair

and snow white skin,

and I wouldn't have it any other way. 

Because I may not be beautiful, 

but I'll always be beautiful.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the poem. I like the wisdom in the words. Beauty come in many forms. Also beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. I like the closing line.
"Because I may not be beautiful,
but I'll always be beautiful."
Real wisdom is liking and accepting who you are. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[NibbleLove]

That is amazing! I love it! :D