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.