You Cry Baby And You Cry Alone

you are right. No one is ugly.
each one is as beautiful
as one thinks s/he is
to be

everyone has always
the possibility of being
beautiful if one thinks
that s/he is ugly

we are moved by our own
thoughts
how we conceive ourselves to be
how we carry our crowns
how we sway our arms
how we sit with dignity

the mirror speaks but we
need not listen
we must insist on who we are
from the bottom of
our hearts

remember what they always
tell you
you cry baby and you cry alone.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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