Self love was and still is a rough journey for me. I bullied myself for having the face I was born with and beat myself up for the comments my relatives made about my facial appearance whether it was the acne, the chubby tummy, or the dark circles I abnormally had for a Korean. As I grew up, I realized I didn't want to feel so self conscious anymore; I didn't want to feel inferior to other people just because of the way I looked. Because I was much more than just my face. I was living a life with so many supportive friends, laughter, and love surrounding me that I didn't want to just give it all away because I cared more about the way I looked. And this poem describes how I've changed to become the person I am today. Although not extremely confident now, I can say that I am much more accepting of the way I am.