some nights I go to bed with a heavy heart;
drowned in thoughts of utter disgust
I can't bare to take a peek at the mirror,
for all I see is nothing but dust

some mornings I awake fresh and confident,
silky hair and sparkly eyes; the day is mine.
with my chin raised and chest stuck out,
I grace the place with my smile ablaze

I... feel beautiful.
hold on, the night draws and the day passes
I'm back to where I am
so tell me, who am I?

I am both; the day and the night
but may my nights turn to days
and may my tears be extinct
for I, am coming Home.

I am beautiful.

– 1.9.14