Hey you, yes you, the girl who used to hide,
Behind the fear she felt inside.
You stared at mirrors, the reflection uncomfortable.
You questioned why love felt so unreachable.

You thought your worth came from your size,
You counted flaws, ignored your eyes.
But even then, beneath that doubt,
The light in you was waiting to be let out.

You…read more

My own is strong and fearless
It has scars but is fearless.
It has been silenced and shooed.
But now stands tall and renewed.

My own is purposeful and unique.
It tells a story that has made its peak.
It shines light into those who are weak and provides words for those who cannot speak.

My own is beautiful and bold.
It has depth and is precious…read more