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A poem about how and why we should love ourself |
| Do you like what you see when you face the mirror I mean I have to admit sometimes I look with terror When walking outside I paint this picture of perfection Looking into that reflecting glass shows a different direction Could it be for the longest of time I never liked what was in my face No no that could never be right it has to be another case I am not an arrogant person but I should still love what I see After all this person I am looking at is me Our reflections may not be what we want but it is our own Respect it love it for what you see is what you grown |