Imperfect Beauty

Beauty is all you see
fragile like the petals of a rose
yet filled with insecurities.

The reflection I see

is filled of disappointment and disgrace

the disgust feeling creeps through my body

the foul taste of hate creeps in my mouth.

Low self-esteem, overwhelms me
forgetting who I am,

blinding all the good that resides within me.

Suffocating in my fantasies

cutting away every inch of me

till there's nothing left

just disappearing within the wind

what's my destiny?

Compliments
I don't know how to take them
sometimes they feel like they are lies

don't try to make me feel better
because I don't deserve such words
words that cuts too deep, till I bleed.

Am I good enough?

Suffocating in my fantasies

cutting away every inch of me

till there's nothing left

just disappearing within the wind

what's my destiny?

Chained by the tragedies of the past

the hateful words echoes in my head
"you are not good enough, never will"
No, no, no.

what matters anymore?

what I see, is it true?
will I ever be complete?

can I ever break free

or will I let myself drown in this agonizing hate?

Suffocating in my fantasies

cutting away every inch of me

till there's nothing left

just disappearing within the wind

what's my destiny?

What's my destiny?

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[Chris]

A question many ponder in their dark and even when things are going well.