Flawed Vision

You say, my hair is too kinky and my nose is too broad But I see perfection it’s your vision that’s flawed Complexion of mahogany , defined too dark by some But I see pure radiance, kissed by the sun You say my lips are too full and my hips are too wide But you can’t see my true beauty until you open your eyes You say that my flaws depict my inferiority But rest assured that your chaotic view do not define me You say that I’m conceited, but I say you lied It’s just the grace of my walk and the elegance of my stride You say that I’m egotistical and full of arrogance What you really see is self-assurance, grace, and confidence You say I’m attention seeking, too bold, and too proud But I say uniqueness always stands out in a crowd You say that I’m vain and I think I’m God’s gift to this earth But I know my true value I fully understand my worth. If Helen of Troy possessed the beauty that launch a thousand ships across treacherous seas. Then I possess the magnificence that brings all men to their knees. Chiquita Baity Shadows and Lines revised