I Am Beautiful Too
When I was born, silence filled the room.
Eyes lowered, words like “limitations” hung heavy.
But my chubby cheeks glowed, my almond eyes sparkled, my crooked smile lit everything up.

I whispered: “Hey, I deserve love too.”
I’m not pity or a “special angel.”
I’m a real child—laughing loud, fussing, filling homes with joy and hugs.
The world may stare in confusion,
but every smile returned, every heart opened to difference,
proves my life has profound purpose.

Don’t look away.
Smile back.
See the beauty that was always there.
Yes—I am beautiful, just like you.