Recognition

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Men always approach me

And I guess I should be flattered

But instead I'm made insecure

Because I'm unsure what they see.

Do they see my pain?

My fears

My secrets

My soul

Do they see me?

Maybe they only see my curves

Or my smile

Or they simply get captured by the eyes

That brighten at the attention.

Do I wear my mistakes on my forehead?

Or regrets on my chest?

Tell me brave men

What drew you to my personal space

To risk your pride and my possible rejection.

Do you see royalty

Or a peasant playing dress up?

Do you wanna fix me or cause your own destruction?

What do you recognize as you make your approach?

Tell me brave men.

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