In front of the mirror i see a queen, a beautiful woman with a waist so slim. Thesame woman condemn as so thin, is thesame beauty that makes an old man grin.
A brown skin and even complexity, beautiful smile and a whitish teeth, her elegance and glamour makes me wonder, why the people still doubt her powress!!!
Is she not thesame woman on the street??? why is she different from the one they see? Why do i need to impress them, when God has wonderfully made me? I see the beauty inside of me, i see, victory and valor in my dreams, i belive in the woman that i see, not the one they assume they see.
I see my beauty within because its the best ive always been! Digital Painting by Aminuneux
