Baskadia

In the mirror's gentle gaze, I find my truth,

A journey to self-love, the fountain of youth.

For within my soul, a radiant fire burns,

A self-love so fierce, it's time the world learns.

I am more than flaws, scars, and doubts,

Beyond the world's whispers, beyond the shouts.

In the garden of my heart, self-love will bloom,

A fragrant, vibrant rose, dispelling all gloom.

I'll dance to my rhythm, sing my own song,

Embrace my imperfections, where I belong.

In self-love's embrace, I'll find my way,

With each dawn's light and every night's sway.

For self-love is a journey, a lifelong affair,

A tapestry woven with threads of self-care.

In the mirror's gentle gaze, I'll always see,

The love I give myself, setting my spirit free.