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.