You are beautiful
I hear it
Time and time again
Yet
I don't believe it
It can't be me
Am I beautiful?
To me that word
Is a jewel
A rare stone
A rainbow after
A passing storm
The sunset over
The Caribbean Sea
But that word
That word
Is not me
Why can't it penetrate
The hard layer of doubt
Instead it bounces
Off my skull
Like bat radar
When you tell me this
Why do you say it?
Is there a purpose
To that word?
In the circumference of me
-Am I beautiful-
Is unbelievable
Many a year
Will it take for me to believe
This as
Fact vs. fiction
Will you keep saying it?
Will you stick around long enough
To see me believe it?
Tell me how
Show me the way
For I am lost
How am I beautiful?
Why am I beautiful?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Where did that word
Form my picture?
In the distance of tomorrow
By the breeze of today
With the hands of
The passing tide
Of yesterday
Help that word sing in
Open the shutters
The doors
The windows
Beautiful flies in on
Angel's wings
Determined to stay