If only you could look at the stars
in the night.
And in the morning light
you would wake up
and be different.
You would wake up
and your view would have changed
and you no longer would think of yourself
in such a bad way.
You would see your beauty
in the morning light.
And you would stop
having a self-destructing fight.
You would stop refusing to believe,
that you're a good, incredible, beautiful person.
Love you all
YOU ARE READING
Nobody Was Meant to See
Poetry[Trigger Warning, please be safe when reading] They aren't supposed to know. They aren't meant to read these poems that I'm writing. I've concealed them for a reason. -Shitty poems about how I feel-
