Show me

Show me what you see

I have many doubts and they come with a very expensive fee

They trap me, not allowing me to be completely free

I am begging you…

Show me what you see because all I see are flaws

And you love me the hardest when I fall 

You call me beautiful and I blush

But what you don’t know is that I don’t believe you

My mind is rushed with insecurities and self-doubt, yet you still love me just the way I am

Maybe if I could see myself through your point of view

Maybe if I could see myself through your eyes

Then maybe just maybe…

I would finally accept myself 

-Poetic Glory

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