beautiful

Beautiful.

She gets up each day with a smile

Puts on makeup and curls her hair

She takes one final glance in the mirror

And misses so much there.

You know, I bet some days she doesn’t feel beautiful

Some days don’t seem worth the time

Sometimes she doesn’t like what she sees

Some days she feel less than fine.

So many who know her love her

So many need her heart as a home

Her happy life seems almost enough

But she wonders why she feels so alone.

I bet sometimes she doesn’t feel beautiful

Sometimes she doesn’t want to try

Some days she needs more than a couple reasons

To convince herself not to cry.

She has so many hopes and dreams

And she deserves every one she makes

She’s tired of being so patient

And tired of finding mistakes.

You know, I bet some days she doesn’t feel beautiful

Some days she feels left behind

Some days her happily ever after

Feels too impossible to find.

In my eyes she’ll always be beautiful

I wish I could tell her everyday

That even the prettiest of women

Get tempted to feel this way.

I bet some days she doesn’t feel beautiful

And sometimes she just can’t see

The person I look at every day

And how beautiful she is to me.

just something i wrote a few weeks ago about a beautiful friend of mine. & for all of the beautiful women out there.