and i’ve looked
but i don’t see what you see in me
i’ve tried
to use your eyes to see what you see
to come to terms with who i am
but i have a critics eye
and i am my own worst enemy
the mirror never lies
my ugly heart shows
through these lifeless brown eyes
who cares about the outside
the scars
the insecurities
the disguises
i stare into the looking glass
ugliness stares back at me
all i see
are the mistakes
the regrets
the stupidity
the meanness
the impatience
the vainness
the selfishness
the evilness
I see everything I’ve ever done wrong
glaring back
it’s unforgiving
it haunts my every step
every word i say
i’m so flawed
born perfect
and destroyed
by who i let myself become
who i was
who i am
who i’ve become
it’s not who i want to be
somehow you don’t see me
or at least you don’t see the ugly parts of me
you could be naive
or just lost in a dream
but
deep in my heart
i know
you wouldn’t lie to me
somewhere inside me
there’s something faint
just a glimmer
of belief
that you are keeping alive
that your growing and nourishing
something
that outshines all of those things
something
that fills the empty space
that erases the ugly
you think i’m beautiful
though i can’t see it
I’m starting to believe
you tell me what i’m worth
give me more than i could ask for
remove my fears and doubts
protect me
you think i’m beautiful
and your showing me who i can be