outlines

i always outlined my drawings first –
to gift them a perfect shape
to bless it all, the beauty

i look at myself in a mirror — disappointed
and i desperately seek that beauty
i search for that fine outline and shape
in an overweight sack

with all the pity in my heart,
with all the blood in my eyes,
i don’t know
how to see me beyond these outlines?

only if,
i knew beauty can never be defined, shaped, or confined
it’s just there within you
i wish i knew that
to love myself a little more
today

~ archita