It comes in all shapes
And all sizes.
Short
Or tall.
Blonde
Or brunette.
Funny
Or kind.
Intelligent
Or athletic.
Blue eyes,
Or brown ones.
Personality
Or looks.
And all kinds of different forms.
Kittens,
Flowers,
Both are cute,
But neither looks
Like the other.
You may struggle
To believe what I say,
Claiming to be unlovable,
And thinking you're the ugliest person
In the world.
It hurts me,
Saddens me deeply,
And pains me
To see you attempting
To convince me of your lies.
But I will spend
All the time it takes
To prove to you, my friend,
Exactly what makes
You so perfect.
Just because
You don't look like a model,
Or anyone else you may idolize,
Doesn't mean you aren't beautiful.
For whether it's inner or outer,
Everyone is beautiful
In one way or another.
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I've spent whole bus rides trying to convince a friend of mine that she's not near as ugly as she claims to be. Same with some pals on here. It kills me that they can't see how pretty they truly are.
8/12/2017
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Poetry Over Prose
PoesíaI've never been artistic. I've never really liked poetry. So basically, I'm gonna add shit when I'm sleep-deprived and not thinking straight. NOTE: One shitty poem USED TO BE posted every day! Highest ranking: #67 in Poetry (8/17/2017) *** Cover pho...
