Am I Not Beautiful

I believe my mirror is not truthful Because it says " i m not beautiful" Really do wonder , what beauty actually is ? Leaves no word in throat when i realized the bitter truth I m not like other town girls Colorful ribbons,blonde hair open in the air, long aprons? I really lack the flair Seems whole world looks down upon me through its inscrutable glasses , Wished shouldn't have been born like this,direly need more chances. I was confined by the walls made by the world itself, OH! u won't find a rose in the books stacked on my shelf I seemed to be a grotesque guest to my neighbours, Who always shut the doors upon me, refusing for any favor Bogus and callous approach of people and their world, made me defiant, Can't forget the day when two small eyes shed hundred big tears. I was yelping with dismay, But I could clearly see ,..I had to walk a long way. Why? this excruciating attitude towards me, I can feel beautiful if you start accepting me. Old days have gone by, Now I am a bold girl with brown hair and lovely curls. I have forgotten all the false fatuities realized myself as a celebrity. I still don't possess colorful ribbons,aprons and blonde hair But I have my friends who are so very near. The list includes- tangible trees, azure sands, endless sky, perennial rivers... They made me realize -"beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder." I am not the old meek and geek today I feel, have blossomed into a rose today Concussion in my mind has ended up all I have my supporters who will catch me if I fall... I feel like painting the town red today Because all my pain has vanished away.. I raise a toast to each beautiful morning, I bid goodbye to every heart throb evening. Everything is now under control, But there is one doubt that pinches my soul... Now that I know ....I am beautiful... But mirror on my wall is being untruthful, It still says-"I am not beautiful".