I am Me

I am beautiful.
The way I look
And the way I act
I love the way I interact

With other people
Other minds
Because that's what they see
They see the same things as me.

And if to me I am perfect,
As I really am,
Then why wouldn't I
Be so to them?

And why shouldn't all
My wishes come true
If only I
Believe in them too

Why should I put
Everyday makeup
And not like
The way I look

If all I have to do
Is accept the simple truth
That sets me free.
I am me.

Cicmila