Funny how when you take

Off the make-up you’re

Still with you, face to face

With reality of what is


Self-love seem far-fetched

But so close and so near

It maybe easy to physically

Change but in the mirror

you stare right back at you


The deeper you go the

Vast and mysterious

Beauty is, self-love

Authenticity, self-esteem

Can not to given but can

Be found in those

Willing to be afraid once

In a while and mysterious
Never allow anyone

To gaslight you into

Thinking what you are

Is not enough, someone

Is always trying to tell

You, your bare essence isn’t

Enough but who makes the

Rules anyways? Who, they

And them? Who are they?


Who is the question mark that

Says you’re not enough

Think deeper who sets the

Rules? who is willing

To break the invisible

Force and the

Psychological contract

Of not being enough by standards

Question who, they and ask

Why? why do I care anyway?
© 2017 Shereena Badu


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