SCARED OF BEAUTIFUL

agirlnamedewa

I’m no beauty queen.

I’m not pretty.

I don’t want to look in the mirror.

He always says I am though.

But I don’t know what he sees.

People stare at me when I walk into a room.

It must be the clothes.

I know I’ve done my best to make that cover up for what’s lost.

But still they say I’m pretty.

All my friends say they envy me.

I still can’t see what they see.

I don’t want to look in the mirror.

The truth is I’m scared.

Scared they might all be wrong.

But then again,

I’m scared they might be right.

Because I don’t think I know how.

How to be beautiful.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                

 

 

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20. In Love with Jesus. Thinker. Blessed. iLove my mum.

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