You tell me I'm beautiful, You say it's the honest truth. I don't believe you. Beauty is a grace I don't have. It's a blessing so great that I know I don't deserve it. You tell me I'm beautiful on the inside too. If that's beauty then I'd hate to see what you think ugly is. I'm a mess. I sometimes wish to be beautiful for a day Not because I think I earned it But I want you to see what beauty is so you'll understand that I am not what you claim to behold. There are prayers to be pretty Prayers to be sweet You never hear a prayer of beauty. No one asks to have the inside grace. No one asks to have the soul that's like no other Nor the heart that holds only love. You don't seem to understand that when you say I'm beautiful You're telling me I'm something of worth...when I'm not. I don't have a strong soul Only a weak heart to acount for What I lack in strength I seem to make up for in indifference. I have a numbness towards everything. You know this. I tell you often. You know I'm never happy. You told me you can see the sadness. You said it's so deep. Yet you tell me there's beauty in it. I don't see the beauty in something so broken as I am. You can't seem to grasp how wrong you are. Your words are lies. But you say they can only be lies when they have no meaning. What do you mean of telling me Im something Im not?? I look at myself And I only see confusion. I am unable to be happy, and I never see the limits of things when I should. I involuntarily hurt people, make them angry. I don't see this till later....when it's too late. I'm oblivious to reality. You scrutinize my naivety as if you're impressed. I can't see how my impression can be good with my lack of seeing how things really are. I am not a person of beauty. I am me, complicated, lost, having great stupidity. Yet you still make me out to be so simple, full of grace...beautiful. I'm not beautiful. Sometimes I suppose I think about what it would be like....but only for a fleeting moment.. Then it goes away and there's me....and you..telling me how beautiful I am.Birth sign: Libra
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