Nobody tells you
Is it okay to call yourself beautiful
Is it okay to smile at mirrors
And it is perfectly fine
To say your own eyes are pretty
Is it wonderful to love your waist
And your legs
Regardless of their size
And you are not conceited
If you use your fingers to list
Everything you’re good at
Rather than point
At all your own flaws
You can acknowledge you’re smart
And that you will go places
And you will be someone
Greater than your mistakes
You can’t always expect
Other people to believe in yourself
For you

Thanks for reading! Faten xx