this might sound different to you
for it is coming from my lips
you haven't seen my point of view
so i wrote - something to start with

let me begin with your eyes
she is covered with paintings of
how they cried for the boy who lied
she thinks they never really shine

i have heard her talk with despise
of your arms, your chest, of your thighs
how imperfect your skin is
how uncontrollable she is

she says our whole cannot be saved
she says our heart needs to be loved
that's what your life can only be
adored by the only one who sees

she envies the body she wants
you envy the stories you read
you only see her in darkness
created special by chaos

she blocks the noise with loud screaming
captures the sound of you laughing
only to see you watching her
delete them in times of crying

but do not let her be your fear
show her you can endure the tears
be the leader to her servants
be the one who gives her commands

be strong, be brave
be she,
be her,
the girl you've always wanted to be

that, is something to start with.