So often I stare in your eyes,
asking the same simple question;
of why?

Why,
are you not happy with what you see?
for you have grown beautifully..

Why,
must you paint your face to look?
so many hearts you took..

Why,
is your tiny figure not enough?
you have become so tough..

Why,
must you always compare?
you've become too aware..

Why,
will you never love yourself?
a prize worthy of your own shelf..

Why,
do you choose to remain blind?
just look and you will find..

Everything that I see in you,
a beauty that is true.


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