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By @astrid_hartman

Inner Model, Outer Beauty

The camera flashes,

The studio lights

Illuminate my face

As I pose,

The fan blowing my hair

 

Her brow is furrowed

In concentration,

Paying attention to her canvas

(Me)

Changing my poses,

Moving my hair

 

I no longer feel self-conscious

Of the flashing lights

And staring eyes 

It is something

I have become

Accustomed to

 

When the lights are shut off,

The studio door closed

She shows me the pictures 

That she took of me

 

But the girl in those pictures,

That is not me

She is beautiful,

Confident,

Brave

That is not me

It was the lighting,

The photographer,

That made me look this way

 

Why do we let the mirrors lie to us?

Why can we never

Believe we are beautiful,

Why can we never

See it for ourselves

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