But I Think You're Beautiful

You worry about your hair
Say it's the wrong shade
Too thick
Not long enough
Unmanageable

But I think you're beautiful.

You fret about your eyes
Say you got them from your father
They remind you of him
Of being let down
Of feeling like a failure

But I think you're beautiful.

You stress about your skin
Say it's too pale
Covered in scars
Broke out

But I think you're beautiful.

You're uneasy about your teeth
Think they're yellow
Too far apart
It makes you never want to
Smile

But I think you're beautiful.

You don't like your voice
Say you can't sing
Shouldn't speak

But I think it's beautiful.

You hate your weight
But never say anything
Pretend to be confident
Own it
'Cause fuck everyone else

But I think you're beautiful.

You distress about your breasts
Think they're the wrong size
Wrong shape
Uneven
And they're not perky

But I think you're beautiful.

You can't stand yourself
Think you're stupid
And ugly
And not worth anything at all
Useless

But I think you're beautiful.

You struggle with your thoughts
Your emotions
Your conflict
Your pain
You want to hurt yourself,
And maybe others
Sometimes you wish
You wouldn't wake
Up

But I think you're beautiful.

I think you're worth it
I think you're perfect
I think
Fuck anyone who doesn't see it.

I think you're hair is wonderful
It's soft and bouncy
Like your own dark
Halo
Of waves

I think you're eyes are marvelous
A fantastic shade
Deep and understanding
Bright
And perfect when
They're filled with light

I think your skin is amazing
Sweet scented
Soft
And always worth caressing

I think your teeth are great
They give you
A beautiful smile
Please just
Smile

I think your voice is an angel's
Please speak, so I can hear it
Please sing
I need to hear that
Sound

I think your weight is fine
You should be happy
In your own skin
And be proud to be
You
Even if you're heavy

I think your breasts are the best
They're a perfect size
And no one's match
Anyway

I can stand you
I think you're brilliant
And gorgeous
And worth twice your weight in gold

So when you struggle
With all of your emotions
And conflict
And pain
The feeling like you're drowning
Or being crushed
When you want to hurt yourself, when you don't want to get up
Remember,
You can tell yourself all these things
You can let the world break you
You can cry enough for an ocean

But I think you're beautiful.