A Good Change

I once told myself that your thoughts is what tells you lies. following my dreams. im done washing my eyes. growing up i felt so ugly with low self-esteem. im beautiful because i made my dream. walking by people back than that you see dont even notice you. it's because you changed with the pretty in you. yes i was stuck with lots of wonders of how would i ever show me. i have man telling me now i see real and thats the woman we want to see. i smile now because not only outside now theres so much beauty. inside theres i gift. a gift to let people listen to not only my words but dreams. a good change is what i mean.