Write these words little girl,

and tell your story.

Paint them a picture,

of the sorrow and glory.

As if they are there,

holding your hand.

Let them know who you are,

exactly where you stand.

Share your views,

your pain, your beliefs.

All the images,

you are dying to release.

The beautiful colors,

covered up by grey.

Let them shine bright,

open up this day.

For nothing is more beautiful,

than I am from the inside.

Not the exterior, that doesn’t matter,

my inner beauty cannot be denied.

Reach for my hand,

and step into my world.

I will paint you a portrait,

unlike any before.

The contrast of colors,

the lies beneath the skin.

Is all that I am,

beautiful within.