I look in the mirror and don't like what I see
I feel like people judge the way I look
When I get ready in the morning I take too long
But I'm afraid my appearance won't fit
With everyone else at school
I am always comparing myself to others
But I know I shouldn't because I'm not them
I don't want to be just another face in the crowd
Therefore, I am happy for the way I look
I may want to change it sometimes
But it won't matter in a few years
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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