I am beautiful
I am beautiful
Despite the scars on my face,
The absent teeth
And the broken smile
I am beautiful
The broken nose bridge and the missing hair clump are really nothing to go by
I am beautiful
I will repeat, even if I’m the only one to say so
I am beautiful
I will tell myself, even if I evade the mirror like a coward
The first time was an impulse (atleast that’s what I thought)
But then,
The regularities grew
The extremity increased
And the want of a cause disappeared
To save non-existent pride and honour, I bore it all
Just like the many before me did,
With me do,
And after me will
I am beautiful
Though the blood clots tell a different tale
I am beautiful
I care not for the permanent limp
My mind plays games with me
Making habit clear all sensation of pain
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poem by Jovan Fernandes
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