such a fog of insecurity, lingers in their eyes
the naysayers that tell tales, are of simple minds
they carry the weight of emotional blight
though a grayish hue, devow of sunshine

the jealousy that consumes them, are of their making
they wonder why " I am not a perfect gem"
perhaps the waves of life, did'nt polish them
to their liking
those pity feelings are all around them

so go ahead now, let it bleed out of you
drain those poisonous emotions you feel
the ones that cursed you from being renewed
remember, their the ones who need to be healed

as you look in the mirror, see the reflection
smile at the beauty upon you
let their words be muted, as a deflection
and love yourself in the sunshines hue