For girls who loved till their hearts tore,
And for those who cried till their eyes went sore
There is an unmatched beauty in pain
It makes you stronger, both heart and brain
For any girl who felt she was never enough,
Love, you’re perfect, it’s the world that’s rough
For girls who had their hearts crushed,
Remember a lotus always blooms in the mud
For those fighting battles alone,
Even when your agony goes unknown,
I salute you for your grit of stone,
And your ability to make it on your own.
For girls who were called shallow and vain,
Simply because they liked makeup and nail paint
Society will never realize their words hurt
They just need an excuse to throw dirt.
For girls who are judged for what they wear,
I know this world can be unfair
Telling their daughters to be careful
When their own sons are raging bulls
For girls who like tank tops and short skirts,
And for those who like baggy pants and loose shirts
You’re beautiful however you dress
Inside each of us lives a goddess.
For girls still searching for Mr. Right
Look in the mirror, look at your might
You don’t need a man to give you a ring
Remember, you’re your own king.
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