on occasion                  
   i think i'm pretty
and i almost believe it too
then                                            
all the comments flash
all the looks                  
all the unkindness      
all the memories          
of being called  
fat, gross, ugly  
it hurts to add on
it hurts to think
because                            
you were the first
random person
the only person,
who didn't know me
an almost stranger
to call me beautiful

i can't help but wonder              
is it all a lie?