The beauty of one hides
hides behind her baggie clothes.
the beauty of one fears others.
the beauty of one thinks down to ones self
wishing to perfect.
the ones beauty is loved by all but not but ones self.
looking in the mirror hating ones selfs body runs deeply into ones mind.
calling ones self ah monster
calling ones self a beast
wishing ones self had that everyone speaks of.
that everyone sees but ones self
so kind, so gentle, so beautiful
but ones self thinks less of ones self
