My once clear face that I once adored

Littered with zits I can’t ignore

Painful spots fill my skin every day

making me feel so much angst and dismay

The burden of acne leaves me feeling ashamed

as I’m constantly followed by its name

Sitting alone in my room all day

praying that the zits will just go away

But until then I must stay strong

overlooking what’s blemished and wrong

My confidence is slowly returning

and the acne, I will keep learning

That I don’t need it to define my life

I’ll still love myself through the strife

For my beauty lies much deeper than skin

despite this harsh and dreaded skin sin.