i’d be lying if i said it never crossed my mind
that i was never as secure as i thought i was
i’m weak, fickle, and wobbly
so i fall daily
with noone to catch me before i fall flat on my face
i fall and get tangled up in webs of insecurity
woven solely by my naive mind
that believes every lie
every lie accompanied with insults
because let’s face it
being called unpretty is as much of a lie as it is an insult

how dare you tell me that god made a mistake
when he stretched my body across nations
forming me from his own flesh and blood
creating me in his magnificent image
carving my personality into a book of stories
stories trapped in the cellar of my soul
stories that inspire change, stories of my own … unique
again, how dare you point out my flaws
because your evil heart was the one that noticed in the first place
so, unpretty is a lie
unpretty is a lie

i’d be lying if i said it never crossed my mind
that deep down something was wrong with me
that these depressive feelings were not normal
if they occur for most of the day … everyday
but what happened to .. who was it?
oh that’s right
the ones who said “you are not alone?”

i’d be lying if i said i felt comfortable around you
but can you blame me
after you tear me down with your vicious words
and eat my heart with your teeth
formed from hate?

i’m not secure in myself
i allow thoughts of jealousy and suicide to consume me

but i am an image of God in the flesh
i will pull through
and you will too

because i’m not like the others
because i promise you are not alone