Sense

It doesn’t make sense to call ourselves ugly
because we don’t really see ourselves;
we don’t watch ourselves sleeping in bed,
curled up and silent,
with chests rising and falling with our own rhythm;
we don’t see ourselves reading a book,
eyes fluttering and glowing;
you don’t see yourself looking at someone
with care in your heart;
there’s no mirror in your way
when you’re laughing and smiling
and happiness is leaking out of you;
you would know exactly how bright and beautiful you are
if you saw yourself in the moments where you are truly beautiful.

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