𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 // 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑦

𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍

Everything she has dreamt
Is everything she has feared,
If only she's perfect
Will her happiness prevail

Tell her she's perfect,
Of all flaws that make her beautiful
Tell her she's flawless,
Of flaws that made her doubtful

She's not the only one,
Who's lived a life not accepting the real
She's perfect only because,
She has not lived anything existent

Knowingly tell her she's perfect, once again aloud,
Will repeat the voice through her heart
If only will be accepted this truth.

"We are all beautiful", is what we're told,
Take not this
It'll harm only your own soul