i don't hate
who i am today
for although i make
mistakes & although
i struggle with being
myself, i
find that humanity
thrives on the knowledge
that none of us are perfect, &
beauty is subjective. so the
next time i glance in the
mirror and grimace, i
will tell myself that i
am what i make of
myself and my
eyes can only see
what i train them to see. i will
remind myself (gently, of
course) to blink and
blink again.