Poem: Self-acceptance (haiku in variations)


We are all perfect

we’re naturally born that way

we are not mistakes.


If anyone says

you need to change this or that

tell them to fuck off.


Faults make you unique

we’re not androids or clones yet

for now, we’re still real.


Plastic surgery

is a form of self-hatred

permanent costume.


No amount of fake

reconstruction will make you

Love yourself better.


Embrace your wrinkles

your extra layers of fat

love sees through all that.


Media’s a creep

programming us to be freaks

teaching us blindness.


Don’t sell out, be proud

don’t be ruled by their nonsense

stand up for yourself.


No external change

can solve all your life’s problems

stop running away.

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