Myself
As I woke up in the morning
All I saw of myself was nothing.
I looked in the mirror
And I realized that I was ugly.
The face in the mirror was not myself.
I was fat, short and ugly.
I tried hard to smile,
But my smile faded away.
Me, myself and I -
I looked horrible.
I told myself that I was not pretty.
I felt pity.
Something was wrong,
But I have to be strong.
I wanted to be someone else
But I realized that I have to be
Myself.
People told me I was fat
But that’s just their facts.
Even if I was ugly,
I have a motive -
I realized in the end
I wanted to be
Myself.
I am pretty
And I don’t feel pity.
Nary Ngoc Emma Edmonds-Yap
