I can't stand my self,
I try and I always fail,
People love me and say I am beautiful but,
I just don;t know how to believe them,
What do they see in me that makes me so great?
All I see is Sin, Unworthiness,and Failure,
My mentor tells me to believe in my self,
He says I have so many good qualities,
He tells me I am a cutie and Sweet,
He treats me like I'm his daughter,
I love him like he's my dad,
But still I want to see what him or anyone else See's in me,
Maybe I will ask him,
Why he believes in me so much,
Why he never minds listening to me,
Sometimes I want to see the blood,
from cuts on my finger from last time,
I promised I wouldn't do it again,
but sometimes I think promises are over rated,
He told me to call him if I felt like doing it again,
I feel like calling him now,
but I cannot because I am far from a phone,
sitting in a class full of people,
I cannot cry like I want to,
I can only sit and write and,
hope that they don't notice me
