As months go by, along with the many self-esteem boosting books I read.
One year after the next, I reflect.
The girl I used to be. Caged, desperate to be free.
Now lives comfortably
Simply being she just as peaceful as can be
Comfortable.
No!
CONFIDENT in the skin individually made for her.
Unique, yet never alike
Finally, she can breathe!

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