From the rich-red toenails and favourite shoes
A stunning dress and lovely red roses pinned to highlighted hair
To the cherry on top of a beautifully frosted princess,
A charming new necklace
That’s what I’ll look life, but not how I’ll feel.
I call myself so many ugly names,
The insecurity in not knowing where to go or what to do
And being stuck here without you
I don’t care about anything
I hate my life
I hate everything
I hate myself
And it pours out onto my made up face
And it’s ugly, I’m ugly
And the less I take care of myself, the uglier I get and the more I hate myself….
And on such days I’ll put on my necklace to make me feel pretty
But I still hate myself
I think I need help
For you are a fair beauty,
No different from any other.
Your twinkling eyes, your glowing skin,
But you aren't different.
Every girl is beautiful,
Her pretty face hides the truth,
She's ugly, her sins mask insecurity.
My beautiful princess,
There is nothing wrong with you.
Insecurity within shows in your eyes,
I can't see, but I do.
I understand, my dear.
Every female,
The big, the small, rich and poor,
All go through this.
All hide ugly scars from a broken past.
All fade away in their reflection.
To gain control,
We all mask our fear,
of inadequecy.
You will get better, dear.
You'll be fine.
As you age, you see clear.
As you grow, you won't feel different,
But you will be.
You are no different.
There is no difference.
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