Everyone always compliments me on my beauty from my well-groomed hair, my nails, and my body. But what they don't know I do all this to cover up that I'm a beautiful mess. From my former drug problems to my baby daddy drama; I'm just a beautiful mess. I was raped by two uncles when I was a child. For a while, these traumas stole my smile. I'm just a beautiful mess. I and my momma's bum heads all the time. She still holds my past against but that's fine. I love her despite her judging me. I'm just a beautiful mess. I got it together now because I'm finally letting the Lord guide me. He loves me and I'm perfect in the Lord's eyes; even if the rest of the world only sees me as a beautiful mess.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
An insightful write that has positivity at its centre.++10