Three decades of life; it’s done.
Worn and torn, this body and soul
Looking back on my journey,
So short, yet Oh, so long!
As I view you; my body,
I earnestly wish that I could love thee.
I wish I could see the beauty,
That my lover claims to see.
I wish I could see beauty,
In the rolls of fat and heaving breasts.
I wish I could see beauty,
In the wrinkles all over my face.
As I view you; my soul
All I see is gloom and despair
I wish I could see a glimmer of hope
I wish I could see better days
I wish I could feel some nimbleness there
Yet all I see is gloom and despair.
There’s a stranger staring back at me
As I gaze into a candid glass
I fail to see that child,
Who, once was full of light
I fail to see that child,
Who knew to love herself
I wonder where she went
I search, I know, In vain!
I wonder,
Will I ever shine bright, as she once did?
Will I ever love myself, like she once did?
Will I ever have, the courage to change?