Someday

Someday you’ll be able to see yourself with new eyes.
Someday you will see your past mistakes do not make you guilty, but strong.
Someday you will see you’re not to blame for all the wrongs you’ve done, that you were only doing what you’ve been taught.
Someday you will see how tough you are for enduring all the hate you got and turning it into something beautiful.
Someday you will see that your body type, your hair, your skin or your clothes do not define you, and that you’re beautiful no matter how you choose to express your identity.
Someday you will see shallow people give shallow criticism, and that you shouldn’t believe them.
Someday you will see you deserve a lot more love than what you were given.
Someday you will see I’m not some super-special human being, because you are just like me.
Someday you will see how much you’ve helped me, how much you’ve changed me and how important you are for me.
Someday you will see you are only human and that’s enough.
Someday you will see you are talented at what you do and I mean every single compliment.
Someday you will see you are not your disabilities, as I am not mine either.
Someday you will see all this is not your fault.

Someday you will see yourself as I  see you.