I spend my life orbiting beauty
like a moon that never quite makes it
all the way around.

My heart is something of a lost and found,
all the broken, discarded things
have a place here.

It's sometimes hard to steer
your life correctly, down this road
of broken glass and bones.

It's sometimes hard to find the stones
to say what you mean and, of course,
mean what you say.

I never meant things to go this way,
but I have done my absolute best
with all that life brings.

Alas, today I can write no more beautiful things,
The page will be empty, the pen, inert...
...But only until tomorrow.

You told me you love me.
You told me im beautiful
You told me im almost perfect.
You told me im the most beautiful girl you've ever met
You told me im hot
You told me im important
You told me you cared
You told me you will always be there.
I just smiled.
You told me you love my smile
You said you love everything about me.
But then you wondered.

'Why doesnt she believe me.'

You dont see the things that I see in the mirror, boy.
You dont see the pimples.
You dont see the dark circles
You dont see my big stomach
You dont see the scars in my thighs
You dont know what I think about myself.

Now, you know the reason.