Shattered Glass

standing in front of the mirror, a breeze goes over my face slowly
believing that I'm more than what I see, I pick up the courage to punch the glass figure
blood running down my hand, I feel the release of my anger.....

picking up weight over the last four years, I have allowed my weight to be my excuse...
excuse to branch out...
excuse to hold back in my life...
afraid of being seen an equal in the society of "perfect" bodies and impectable looks
I just have been paying attention to the lies of the steretypes....

who said that I had to be a size two?
who said that my hair had to be down my back?
who said that I had to be like anyone other than myself....

finding beauty within my own skin, I enjoy being just Shundra
full of bullshit, positive energy, anger, and joy all in once, I admit that I'm truly a gemini....
...but, I know that it's a reason why I am who I am
a magazine can't tell me that I'm beautiful
a diet pill isn't the potion that I need
I'm blessed the way that I am

sure, I need improving, but who doesn't
....I sure could lose a few pounds
...braces my help
....if I would drink more water my skin would be perfect
but...those are things I know

I might be a little conceited and a slight vain, but is it a crime to see myself as being sexy?
I stroke my own ego, because I'm a walking sex symbol in my eyes
light skinned and a size 18, I know that God still uniquely made me
I'm..I'm...well.... I'm beautiful

hearing the mirror spill the tales of a girl growing up on the opposite side of railroad track,
I understand that it lies
but, I don't need the mirror to tell me the things that I already know
imperfect as I am, in a sense I'm perfect because I am a human that knows me
keeping myself close to my own heart....please believe....I am a blessing...

as the blood continues to drip
the pain of the wound is coming to terms with my mind
not having to worry about that lying vessel of the negative world...
...I now see the mirror as my best friend
not to tell lies
not to boost my head
but...to tell me what God says to me everyday..."girl, you're beautiful!"

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De'Shundra Gibson, All Rights Reserved