I'm different

I'm a model, Well I fight my insecurities in a beautiful way. I portray myself in thee most unpleasant way possible yet, I seem to be successful. I'm the voice to those I don't know how they feel. "Jonga mxm I am who I am" Seemingly, I wish I wasn't this way. I face my demons daily thinking, thinking why I'm this ugly. My mirror is my insensible responder, telling me the truth the outside world hides from me. I was lied too, You know the parents trying to make me secure, But still I wasn't feeling it. I felt betrayed. Dismantled by false hope people gave me. I am who I am. Expression is who I am. I give, I get. With the serious face I have, but the smile kill the most I affirm. I smile to portray beauty and assure those, those failing to express to live themselves. I, I am the hope. The hope of beauty failed to express those beautifully to me. I am a model. I am slim and well structured. I am thick. My rolls express what I feel as a plus sized. I am beautiful in my way. #BleedingInkPoetry