When you look in the mirror

And you hate what you see,

Remember that there is more of you to love

Not more of you to despise.

When you look in the mirror

First thing in the morning,

Your hair a disheveled mess,

And your eyes still weary from dreamland,

Remember that perfection is a myth,

And even people acclaimed for their beauty

Look rugged and natural

When they've just awoken.

When you look in the mirror

And you wonder why people don't notice

When you wear a necklace

Or when you put on a shirt you've deemed "fancy,"

Remember that when we're out in public

And people stare us down,

Those strangers notice you

More than you notice yourself sometimes.

When you look in the mirror

And you don't feel beautiful anymore

Remember that I will always think you are

The most beautiful woman in the world.