Yes, I Am Ugly

The bright eyes,

The skin fair,

The fancy earring,

The jet black hair.

The chosen career,

The perfect diet,

The demure nature,

The prescribed talent.

I hear the clatter

The rivalry between

What is

And what can be.

My biggest milestone

Is self-realisation

Self-love.

I don’t have anything

That you expect of me

But,

There is love,

Burning in the lantern of my heart

Acceptance,

Through and through

And a passion

Emanating from the my soul.

That makes ‘me’ me

And ‘you’ you.

After detaching

The external disabilities,

What I find is

Inner ability.

I put the ‘norm’ in normal,

You put ‘judgement’ in judge-mental.

That is why

Our eyes see differently.

I see me with my eyes

You see me with yours

This is why I see beautiful

But for you

Yes, I am ugly.