You Are You
You tell me all the time
That you are fat and ugly.
That you aren't good at anything.
That you are the biggest jerk.
You tell me that your hair looks bad,
That your jackets is too ragged.
That your hat has been around too long.
That your shirt looks too starchy.
Through my eyes, if you could see yourself,
None of the things you say would be true,
Because to me: you are you
And that's absolutely perfect!
Through my eyes you'd see,
That you are so strong and handsome.
That when you try for something, you excel!
That you have a huge heart of love and kindness.
You would see that your hair is perfect.
Your jacket keeps you warm.
Your hat does its job well.
And your shirt is just your style.
If only you could see yourself through my eyes!
You wouldn't see anything imperfect.
Because I see you through a filter of love.
You are you and that is perfect.
Copyright © Tasha Taylor | Year Posted 2015
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