Beautiful

She can’t stop crying
No, they keep falling
No matter how much
She tried to suppress
They kept falling
Little diamonds of self hate
Of self conscious
She can’t help but think
That she isn’t worth anything
Time or love
A second glance or even the first
She will never feel beautiful
She will never feel worth it
She is a whole big bag of emotions
That she hates and hates and hates
She wish she was beautiful
In God’s eyes and everyone else’s
Especially
Hers.