The clock’s ticking. It’s almost time to get to work. She’s standing infront of a mirror and staring at herself – she’s been there for an hour but still hasn’t been able to make a decision.
Do I look okay?
Okay enough to be good?
Good enough for them to like me?
Me – the simple girl next door who wears glasses
Glasses that nobody has ever been able to see beyond
Beyond at who I really am
Am I just another face?
A face that would be forgotten?
Forgotten as soon as I stepped out of that door.
The door that I had once worked really hard for to enter?
Enter into a new world
A new world where I could create a revolution
A revolution that would be big
Big enough to change the way things are right now
Right now, when all that the world notices is how I look
I look okay – I really do
I just can’t decide
Decide whether today will be different
Different because I won’t have to think much
Much about how I wish I could get rid of some things
Things like a few extra pounds of weight
Things like my short curly hair
Things like the my dusky brown color
How I wish that they would change
Is it really the right thing to wish for?
To wish for things that would make me just like them
Like them – nothing different
Different- maybe that’s what I really am
I really am special – in my own way
In a way that they will never be
Never be okay with
Okay like I am
I am okay enough
Okay enough to be good
Good enough to decide to stay
Stay just the way I am
I am beautiful
I am confident
I am ready to walk out of that front door
Ready to make their heads turn
Not because I’ve become like them
But because they have never seen someone like me
And that was it. All it took. A simple reminder is all that she needed to stop staring at that mirror.
The world’s an exciting place to be in. Only because we are all so different.
Dont stress over why you cant be more like someone else. Try thinking about this instead –
You are the best that you can be,
You can be so much more but you are no less
Celebrate being who you are,
Celebrate knowing that you aren‘t the same
Wear that pride on your face,
And while your‘e at it, do wear a smile or two
Because it isn‘t being like them that matters
In the end, its all about being you.