DIAMOND
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I see you, girl. Doing what you do.
Engaging life with your chin up.
Not giving a damn who stares at you.
If you do, it doesn’t show.
Entering a room, you don’t walk, you flow.
Heads turn with each step; you glow.
Shine bright like a diamond, you go!
A sight to behold, you smile and don’t gloat.
You look easy and light, you feel alright.
Seeing you from afar is one who feels blue.
A little girl believes in society’s myths. Is this true?
Believing she was ignorant and ugly. She didn’t have a clue.
You help her to grasp the dreams in her purview.
Watching closely, she yearns to be like you-
Unafraid to uncover her light, not allowing it to be subdued.
“You’re perfect in symmetry, no flaws and pure clarity,” you say.
Those words lift the weight of society’s false labels swiftly away.
Accepting your affirming words, that little girl now believes,
The abundant life of her dreams is within reach.
Observing from a distance, “Shine bright like a diamond, little one,” you say
Through a smile with gratitude, the little girl excitedly exclaims, “Okay.”
