Secrets I Wished You'd Know by Now

You're Really Pretty

You're really pretty.

You've been called an idiot all your life and now someone tells you you're pretty,

It doesn't make sense , does it?

Stop that, I've caught you red handed,

Your beautiful

But you wouldn't really know that would you?

Because you've never really called yourself pretty, 

You've never looked in the mirror thanking god a hundred times for what you have,

All you ever wanted from him was what she had, she being any other girl who isn't you,

Because the only one in this world who you can't accept being pretty is you,

because that doesn't make sense apparently.

You remain quiet and miserable haunted by your own thoughts,

They never go quiet, do they?

They never let you breathe or smile like you used to, do they?

You sit there silently living a lie,

waiting for a day when all changes and you can once again be you , don't you?

Hoping desperately that such a day would surely exist because someone like you deserves it.

But what if such a day would never come by and this dark your in is what your entire life is going to be?

Maybe today's all you got,

all you got to make it count, and I swear no prince or princess is going to come save you,

But you have yourself today, don't you?

The future's vague and unimaginable but you have today and you have yourself,

 which you don't really realize how much big of an asset it is to have,

So I need you to wake up and live like today's all you got

I need you to tell yourself that your pretty and put on those dresses you saved for the big days because everyday you exist is the greatest day ever, and every second you spend happy is worth it all, so stop thinking too much,

I need you to stop telling yourself you're stupid, that you can never be happy, that you're broken beyond repair,

I need you to stop ripping yourself apart behind that mask of a smile,

Because all I need you to do today is be happy, something I don't remember what looks like on your face.

But then again maybe you called yourself stupid because the world never let you know how smart you really are,

Maybe you never thought you're beautiful because the world never said you were worth stealing a glance,

But do you have to have someone else tell you that?

Maybe you never had someone love you like every single breath with you not around hurt too much,

someone who looked at you like the world ending wouldn't matter if you were around,

But do you have to have someone else love you like that,

Maybe that someone who loves you can be yourself, can it not?

But if you need someone else to do it all for you, I'll do it.

So I'll start by telling you,

You're the smartest thing I've ever seen 

I'll tell you that I love everything about you, 

The way you smile, the way you walk, the way you sit down, the way you stand, the way you breathe, the way you see the best in everyone around you, the way you put your love into everything around, the way you're hurting but try your best for the sake of yourself.

I would tell you you're amazing and hope you keep going forward and that the world needs at least one of you too badly.

I would tell you,

You're really pretty.

and this time i hope you're capable of believing it.