I wish I could see exactly
what you see.
What you see in me.
Seeing the success that I cannot
seem to succumb to.
Watching my walk
listening to me talk,
taking it all in.
Through the eyes of you,
apparently I am more.
I thought I had faulted
I thought I had failed.
But according to you
through your eyes,
I can do whatever I want to
I never understand it…
When you say that phrase.
It makes my mind bend in ways
so that my mind remains in a haze
and then it all,
comes tumbling,
down.
Through your eyes I am great,
through your eyes I have potential,
through your eyes I am beautiful.
But I can’t see it
I am so much
I can BE so much
But yet, I feel so little,
I feel small and insignificant
I feel less than perfect,
I feel like less than you make me out to be.
Through your eyes,
and your eyes alone
I am amazing.
But truth be told the honest truth is still,
unknown.
Apparently, I can just go *BANG* and be amazing
But that’s in your eyes.
Inadvertently you imply to me I am imaginably brilliant.
But why are you the only one who feels that way?
I look in the mirror every day
but I still can’t feel that same way.
My self confidence is low.
Incase you didn’t know,
I have thoughts that keep my mind underachieving
making me think my life has no true meaning.
So when you say,
I’m great,
I have potential,
I am beautiful.
It all just gets clouded over.
It’s like a never ending fog
Cloudy gloomy and unforgiving place.
I wish I could see myself through your eyes...