Even if this isn't where I want to be
This is where I happen to be finding me
I am seeing the highlights of my hair
And feeling how soft my skin is when it is bare
My eyes are a new green
A bright light which I have never seen
Look at my hands so smooth and small
And its okay that I'm not really all that tall
My feet aren't so ugly and weird
Maybe someone could love me, unlike I've feared
I see that my lips are lush
They make a sweet shape when I whisper "hush"
When did my eyelashes get so long
I thought they were thin, I guess I was wrong
I'm hearing my real voice for the first time
Its so sweet, so real, its truly sublime
I thought all this time that I was so undeserving
That my mere breathing was unnerving
But I open my mouth and sing a beautiful song
And I now know that I was wrong
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