How do you expect me to believe in myself
If you can't look in the mirror and believe in you
You're the best friend a girl could ask for
But yet you can't see it
How come I can?
You tell me all these things about myself that I've never noticed, never wanted to notice.
You told me something that has never slipped out of anyones lips besides yours..
"You're beautiful"
And you told me to believe it
And I did
For a moment
A slight second..
I trusted you
I let you in, and I don't do that with anyone besides her
But it really does hurt that you think of yourself that way.
You're amazing
Perfect, maybe a little to perfect.
And I wish you knew
That I can't belive in myself
Inless you can believe in you.
"You're beautiful"

D arkness, Sin, An Omission Of Light;
E ach And All Awash In Black.
S inless Virtue Solely Expressed In White,
T hough Absence Of Colours Seems Unjust!
I f Only That Which Is Pure Is Depicted So,
N othing Of The Night Could One Trust...
Y et It's Not In Our Stars As Such!

~ The Sharpie Poet