Vanity Is A Must
I finally believe it
I know what I am
I know what I'm not
I really am worth more than shit
without a shred of vanity I admit (cos it so ain't me)
I am beautiful.
it's taken a long time to say it.
but it's true
I share myself to a world of strangers, whom will never know me
but at some level know me better than my own mother.
i am worth it.
I look like this because I do
I will never make apologises again.
I will never use it to get somewhere (maybe just a few drinks, now and again)
'world here I am'
so ready for this new life, that will not be based on my face
I am so worth it
as I am beautiful