How I despise those cruel words that have slipped from my tongue,When I say that in my 24 years I have accomplished nothing.My sweet girl, my treasured being,You have accomplished so much for your age.You have worked incredibly hard to find a home within yourself.You fought the side of yourself that you never thought you could love.You took all of your pain and through time, forgave your body.All of those times you couldn’t look at yourself in the mirror when your loving mother took you bra shopping, hoping you’d find an ounce of happiness being with her.At that age, we are so self-absorbed in our distorted image.
Instead of cherishing the time and money she spent on you,You sat in the dressing room with endless tears and a dreadful sense
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