Thoughts

King

You speak so highly of me my love, and your kind words always bring me down.

You mention how beautiful of smile I have, so I cover my mouth.

You say you could get lost in my eyes, so I put my glasses on.

You claim my skin is so soft, so I put on my robe.

You voice that you will love me forever, so I put my guard up.

I am not sure why your compliments make me shudder and make me want to change everything about myself.

Maybe it's because every time I look in the mirror, I see something new that I despise.

Maybe it's because every time I left myself vulnerable to someone, I was left broken.

Maybe the media has destroyed every want for me to love myself, so when someone else claims that they do, I can never believe them.

I don't love myself, so maybe the compliments feel like a joke. A cruel, cruel joke that the world is playing on me. I don't deserve your love king.

Please, move on from me. Move to someone more deserving of your praise.