you see perfection
when you see all of who I am
I see repulsion
when I simply look down at my hands
I cant look in the mirror too long
without verging on fainting
but you stare and say I look like I belong
in some famous painting
that you would pay for someone to paint me
tears ***** my eyes
you say no amount of money would be worth my beauty
I start to break down and cry
you tell me "baby no, dry those tears"
but I can't help it
everyday you calm another fear
for once I believe I can be fixed
you see me through rose colored glasses
but what happens when they fall away?
after those pink sunglasses fall,
will you stay?
I don't know why you love me
Im such a mess
I don't see what you see
because baby,
I'm a burden at my best