I think I'm pretty at two a.m.
Not five thirty a.m. when I wake for school
Not eleven fifteen a.m. when my friends and I go eat lunch
Not three forty five p.m. when I get home
Not when I eat dinner with my family
Not when I shower with my thoughts
Not when I lay in bed at night
Not even in my dreams
Nope it's got to be two a.m.
Because when I stumble into the bathroom to drowsily switch on the lights and my eyes look up to catch my bare reflection that's all there is
Just messy hair
And a too square jaw
With dark circles under my eyes
While my body couldn't be any less straight
It's then that I see myself for what I am
For who I could truly be.
And through out the twenty three hours of the earth rotating the sun I don't have to be pretty nor think of myself that way.
Because I've always got two a.m.
