My flaws are mine to grow into,
to adore with every imperfect pore.
There will be days when I want to
remain hidden from the world
and the judgement it carries.
There will be days when I bravely
choose to adore everything
society has told me to be self-conscious of.
Regardless of the day,
I will not allow you to dissect my identity,
picking apart the very things
that make me who I am.
That is power you can never have.