Ugly, and lame that's how they describe me. Their words still linger in my mind like a preachers sermon. But then I look up and I see that light, and I acknowledge that I am more than what you see.
Because I am strong, I am beautiful and that's the truth. My body may not be to standards that you hold so dearly but the way I am is the way I'm proud of so all the hate that you throw my way will never affect me ever again because the only love I truly need is self love.