I'm trying to tell you a story
To let you know you're wrong
To tell you that you're beautiful
Whether or not you feel you belong

I'm trying to make you acknowledge
That, darling, you're perfect to me
The beauty in your heart
Is really all I see

Why so insecure?
When did you stop following your dreams?
Why don't you see your life
Is worth much more than it may seem?

I'm trying to end this story
Though there is much more to tell
So tell yourself the truth
And stop saying that you're well

*Just please, get well soon