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I used to look in the mirror

And hated what I would see

It was a physical reflection

But not the real me

I only saw what I was made to believe

From the things I had been told for so long

Of all the bad things I supposedly was

That there was no where I would ever belong

But now as I look at my reflection

The one staring quietly back at me

I finally realize it isn't all that bad

It isn't what I was told I would see

Now I see a person

Who has a beauty of their own

Not perfect by any means

I see a person who has grown

I try to see my through your eyes

To see the good you see in me

I search for the person

I am trying so hard to be

A beauty contest

I could never win

But the person looking back at me

Loves without end

I realize the importance

Of what lies deep inside

The person you can see

When you look deep in my eyes

So now as I look into the mirror

I don't really hate what I now see

Because I know I am trying

To be the best me I can be

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