Looking in the mirror
at the image distorted
A girl not yet known to herself
looking as hard as she posibly can
She looks for what he sees
Beauty?
Thats what he calls this?
This thing standing there
not aware
of her potencial
of her worth
She used to see ugly
but not anymore...
but beauty? that's going to far.
When she looks at herself
she sees no description
only her
"I am me. Nothing but me.
What I'm worth
I do not know."
But he calls her beautiful
"How can that be
I'm just me. Not beautiful,
not ugly,
not plain,
not pretty
just me"
She has much to look for
and so much to see
but she's stuck behind
the lies from the past
trapped by the images of others
When will she see what he sees?
When will she truely believe? |
Submission Name: Beautiful? (2)
