I’ll never be perfect
I’ll never have all the answers
So I made change after change
But when I finally felt beautiful enough
The definition of beauty suddenly changed
It feels like there is no finish line
It’s like chasing the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow
Any attempt to reach it
I lose precious time with the gifts I have been born with
I am no longer chasing a beauty so insecure
I’m am now leaning into my beauty
The one that doesn’t have a definition
That one that isn’t defined by what is outside of me
The one I don’t have to change
The one I only have to nourish and be kind
And is always with me
For beauty of the outside world so insecure
No one can commit and be sure