Call Me Beautiful Poem by Nancy Handabile

Call Me Beautiful

People call me Beautiful

I do not see it

I am not the epitome of beauty

I am merely propelled by my confidence

The mirror telling me what I need to hear

My very essence diffused by my vision

Beauty is what I love to be called

And when you say it

I believe it

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