By Julia Lima, TIWP Student
I used to say I had flaws,
but that was before I realized
that everything I had seen as an imperfection
by the media,
and everyone in the patriarchal world
off of my insecurities.
Now I thank my belly
for keeping in my organs
and holding in all the delicious food
I love to eat.
Now I’m proud of the stretch marks
that run through my skin,
a trophy of my growth and hard-work.
Now I’m grateful for the hair on my limbs,
because I know my body is keeping me warm.
Now I’m confident in my strong legs,
for they keep me up standing tall.
Now I don’t need the media
or anyone else
to tell me how I look,
because who are they to judge?
They are evil corporations
that make money
off of the insecurities of little girls,
is really ugly.