the more I live the more and more I begin to see

that maybe we are the way we are because it’s meant to be

that maybe the the “faults” we were given aren’t faults at all

that you were meant to be short and I, tall

that maybe my hair was meant to be dirty blonde

and my face to have blemished skin

that my body was outlined just for me and not meant to be thin

that maybe the things we feel could be improved are just society whispering in our ear

and that the things that we are scared of are nothing to fear

that maybe the things we change are the things that inevitably make us ... us

that the things we already have are more than enough

that to change the colour of a strand of hair

or to change the style of the clothes we wear

should never change the outlook one has on another

that certain body shapes aren’t simply “made” for the summer

for the ones that truly value us should look at us from the inside out

and the ones who show us to be loved by oneself is the most important form of validation are what life is all about