I once read "A butterfly cannot see the beauty of its wings,"
and it really got me thinking.
Is there really someone out there
who finds me worth seeing?
Am I more than just a thorn
in this bundle of roses blooming?
Could I actually be beautiful
and not what I'm really feeling?
Big nose, chubby tummy, eyebrows never on "fleek"
Insecurities so rough,
I hate to give the mirror even a peek.
And I wonder who could possibly find me beautiful,
and even want to speak
to a butterfly like me,
who's yet to see its wings.