Yeah, girl, I can see you...
hiding behind your perfectly, practiced smile
The one you paint on every morning
as the coffee simmers slowly, in the quiet
Insecurity blended like foundation
masking imperfections you despise
The ones you've chosen to believe
looking through distorted eyes
You carefully carry every burden
from the days you were a child
But, if you could see what I see
that doubt and fear are daggered lies
Buy one get one for free
each one eating you alive
Then you'd stop cowering in the mirror
love the reflection that survived
Seeing yourself a little clearer
throwing away every disguise
Seeing you the way I see you
finding your beauty there, inside
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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