Beautiful Girl

A Poem by Ebits

A message to the girl I was as a teenager. Inspired by my idol.

There's a girl in the mirror. Her veil is so sheer. She wishes that maybe she could see clearer. Her eyes are too dead, her hair is too flat, everything's wrong with this or with that. She really does want to be someone else. She can't stand what she sees when she looks at herself. She wants to be like those other girls, the ones with the silky straight hair or the curls, the ones who steal all the light in a place, the ones that all the guys love to chase. But what this little girl needs to be told, is that inside, they're all just as cold. Nobody has it better or worse; nobody really is gifted or cursed. If you learn to just take it a day at a time, beautiful girl, everything will be fine.