Just what is under that shell
She hides the hurt so well
She's been through hell and back
though her confidence lacks
she doesn't act like it
She smiles and has a likeness
to someone who is happy
Yet inside her heart is crashing
Like the waves that hit the shore
Obscure in her ways
Strange....
and Yet beautiful
If only she could see what I do
When she looks in the mirror
As I draw nearer to her
I begin to see
What appears to be
My reflection
I step back for a second
and remember I may not be perfect
But of these three things...
Love, Respect, and Trust
I am worth them.
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