You're an individual! You can't be anybody else however hard you try.
Why even try?
Salute yourself in that mirror: you're the only you you'll ever know; the only person you'll breathe your first taste of oxygen with; the only one you'll take a last glorious gasp of life with.
Be grateful for the journey; be thankful for your heart; be sure you did all you could to be great on your stay here.
And from then to now, as the labels inevitably try to stitch onto and scar your soul; rip them out, throw them out - they weren't there at the start.
My ramblings are based on the poem Birthday suit. Can you see how?
Birthday Suit
Birthday suit - The best to wear
Elastic-tastic shell
Magic suit grows as you do
And always fits so well
Don't squeal eww and ich and yuck
When leaping from the bath
Wipe the mirror clean of steam
Towel-dance and laugh
Nothing beats the feeling when
You're natural, young and free
Baby-naked in the world
Like you were born to be
So next time you are all alone
In your protective suit
Feel the breeze around your bits
Face yourself. Salute!
Toast the person who you are
Kiss yourself. Be proud
Body beautiful, unique
Enjoy! You are allowed
Wait before you pull on jeans
Embarrassed, full of shame
Mirrors are for looking in
Admire your super-frame
Stick your bum out. Shake it wild!
Beyoncé on the mat
Cart wheel, back spin, somersault
Above the flipping cat
Never would you go to school
With everything exposed
Not unless you've lost your brain
(Or reaaally hate your clothes)
But those moments all alone
Just me, myself and I
Bathe in all your gorgeousness
And don’t submit to shy
Love the hidden parts as much
Your secret, beating dreams
Inside-outside wizardry
A body wonder team
And never let the labels scar
or stitch onto your heart
Rip them out and throw them out
They weren’t there at the start
May you wear it long and well
Designer suit of birth
A tailored, one-off miracle
A stunning beast of Earth
