To See Myself

Oh to see myself
Through fog of rose colored glass
Not my minds harsh eye

To face a mirror
Not picking myself apart
Hating my pieces

To see only strength
Every curve, fold, or scar
A warrior's mark

To see my beauty
Both in the pieces I love
And pieces I hate

To see the progress
How much I have truly changed
How far from my shell

Oh to see myself
Through fog of rose colored glass
As I truly am


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