You say,
“
don’t know that
I’m beautiful,”
but what if
did…
Wouldn’t you

me a
Wouldn’t you say that

was
stuck
and vain,
and a whole bunch of other unnecessary
Wouldn’t you try to
my confidence
to half it’s size
so that you could
swoop in, and tell me
don’t know I’m beautiful,
as if this was some sort of surprise?
Well
have
for you…

am
not
for your
validation.
Your
filled with
sweet nothings are
no longer allowed to park for free.
They are no longer allowed to cheapen my self esteem.
You say,
“
don’t know that I’m beautiful,”
but what if
did…
What if
in the
,
and actually
what
saw;

or
flaws and all?
What if
woke up really
feeling myself,
and could
post a selfie to
without any self-doubt?
No
, contemplations, or hesitations
because the
only person’s confirmation
would need
is my own.
You say,
“
don’t know that I’m beautiful,”
but what if
did…
And
accepted compliments at face value,
instead of constantly feeling the need to devalue myself
for the sake of someone else.
“No, stop. You’re just saying that to be nice.
“You’re just saying that because your my friend.”
If you’ve ever caught yourself saying these words,
please take a moment and
again.
Please take a moment to marvel at the
of your beauty,
both on the outside and from within.
Don’t be afraid to be a woman who
herself.
There is no need to
your body with trepidation.
Because that bottomless pit of hesitation that you feel
are just false expectations appearing real.
So don’t let your fear get the best of you
because every part of you is the best of you.
And if that is a crime,
if this just so happens to offend everyone else,
I guess
will be doing
all by myself.