From a young age, she was taught
A plastic doll was the ideal form,
An unattainable beauty to strive for
Or she would never get anywhere.
For years, she struggled with the idea
That she could never become this,
And she fought with the demons who
Tried to convince her that she was a failure.
One day, she realized she was beautiful,
The way she already looked in the mirror.
She didn’t have to be the child hood plastic doll;
She only had to be the best version of herself.
(Inspired by this image. Credit goes to the artist.)
