What Do You See
What do you see?
His words still haunt me to this day
6 years ago I followed the biggest trend
Because his words crept in my head reminding me I wasn’t “beautiful enough”
I picked up the brush thinking it would give me more self-esteem
But left me with more insecurities
Looking in the mirror still not satisfied
I became so consumed into making myself into what he considered “good enough”
I cried knowing the brush won’t fix my
imperfections
Ugly donkey was what he saw
What do you see?
Copyright © Brianna Hernandez | Year Posted 2018
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